Brown squares

threadbare

soiled with years of

worried feet-

waiting

pacing,slowly

running frantic.

Children, Siblings

Parents, Lovers...

Metal lifts

echo and-fall

heavy with thoughts

memories-

moving time up and

down

slowly

lives-in and out.

Too fast.

doors open and close

barely time

for thoughts to

escape-

Too much

to fill

waiting

on the

brown squares.

Heavy.

Children, Siblings,

Parents,Lovers.

Waiting-