the maddening crowd

i see a line

growing outside the red

door

of the white walled building,

it's a crowd

of anxious souls,

so i get in line.

i have to find

out what's going on.

i'm a sucker

for such things.

wanting to know what

i don't know.

i don't want to be left

out, hung out to dry,

as they say.

on the outside looking in.

i tap the man in front

of me on the shoulder

and ask him where

this is all going,

he shrugs and says,

he has no clue.

but fine. i want in.

i look behind me,

happy that the line has grown

longer.

i'm way ahead of them.