Waiting Room

Another waiting room, 

another bite. 

*cough cough - phlegm trying to escape 

"I'm too close to that kid." 

The germs were visible through walls. 

Standing outside wasn't any better

when you see red-faced tweakers with claws.

I went back inside the waiting room. 

The TV gave me about an hour, 

which then turned into 30-45, 

then I was wiped away and in. 

It was finally my time to get me a new one. 

I thought I gave the lady all that she needed. 

"I need proof of residency. Do you have a utility bill or lease agreement?" 

I didn't. 

Moving to a new state blows. 

The DMV blows.