The Appointment

I drive across the city to see you
Forty-five minutes waiting for a parking space
Rain like monsoon
Clothes wet and clingy as a newborn

Forty-five minutes waiting for a parking space
Frustration rises like mercury on a hot day
Clothes wet and clingy as a newborn
My walk to your office not enjoyable

Frustration rises like mercury on a hot day
Rain soaked people surround me
My walk to your office not enjoyable
I rub shoulders with the downtrodden

Rain soaked people surround me
Dank stench leaps from their wet bodies
I rub shoulders with the downtrodden
Like grease from a frying pan

Dank stench leaps from their wet bodies
Odor masks that of the clean rain
Like grease from a frying pan
Yet I am relieved to be here

Odor masks that of the clean rain
Their blank gaze shows no emotion
Yet I am relieved to be here
The seventh floor is dry

Their blank gaze shows no emotion
Huddled masses without destination
The seventh floor is dry
You are in a session

Huddled masses without destination
I am alone in your waiting area
You are in a session
Rescheduling is my only option

I am alone in your waiting area
The stairwell beckons
Rescheduling is my only option
I rejoin the lost souls.