You arrived too early, again too early
An imposition on the smooth running
Of the organisation
Tempted by the callers message
Truly, you set off
Way too soon
How now to kill
The spot of time
With nowhere to go
No problems to solve
No mind games
To entertain the soul
Each minute thus lasts for hours
A day becomes a lifetime
Your cold feet grow colder
Fingers numb; but still to wait
I hesitate to say that I warned you
But you have done this before
