In line, a virtual queue

It’s t-minus five, and four minutes have passed.

I pull on my collar, tie bunching around my neck. Small adjustments

are in line with the times. Somehow made possible with a grant

or some other means. The screen is grey, that drab grey, overcast sky and foggy morning kind of grey. It’s wonderful.

I watch the seconds tick on, and the queue numbers descend

along with the internet connection.

(oh joy, technology)

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