where they find you

you enter the room

and find a chair.

it is not the one

you would have chosen

had the room been empty.

it may not even be

the most comfortable chair,

but it's the closet one,

the one available.

and so you sit.

the chair becomes yours

before the day is over.

it is the one you pick

when you return again,

then again.

as time goes on,

it is where others expect

to find you.

it is the place

that will be empty

when you die.