the big line

The queue

It was long, not straight 

Like a snake

Wiggling every 10 second 

If were to count people 

It would had been more than 70

As you can see 

I am waiting in the queue 

While writing this down

Though I am close 

It seems when I started writing this

What else does one 

Observe 

A couple in a line consistent of one

Some scratches here and there

Holding the hips before they misalign 

So many hands with phone 

Including one mine

Where I put my head down and type 

They on the other hand utilize the ear 

I am now at fire hose

Walked around 50 such 

Small steps 

Though 4-5 minutes it has been 

A man had been very subtle 

Found a friend and now walking alongside him

I did thought of breaking the line too

But felt compelled follow it for once 

Or you can say I chickened out 

In front of this behemoth of queue 

There had been days 

I took train to travel 26 km back and forth to 

Skip the queue which 

Might only be 40 min or so long

I can only laugh 

At myself 

But time was a luxury 

And train journey was habit

Though as ridiculous it may seem 

It is definitely one of the ways 

Now as I am near the entrance 

I may shall fall out of time

Anytime soon

Now I am writing off 

See you tomorrow