Not ready

Gettin oil changed,
I try to post from the phone
Javascript not ready.

So I wait.
And I wait.

But its still not ready.

Neither is the car.

I sit in the grass, because the old people are in the 3 seats inside.

And I wait,
and I wait.

Realtorchick honks as she drives by.

And the javascript isn’t loading.
And the oil isn’t changed.
And the light to cross the street never changes from the red hand.

I high five the red hand, and cross the street. Honeysuckles in bloom.

I sit in the grass with my phone.

And I wait
And I wait.

The shade of the trees dance. The cars drive by.

I flick an ant from my arm.

And the javascript is loading.
And the oil is being changed.

And I wait,
And I wait.

But I don’t mind.

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2 Responses to “Not ready”


  1. Bell

    It’s so gorgeous outside. I’d rather be where you are.

  2. realtorchick

    I saw a red hat amongst the green, nearly broke my neck turning around! Hope you weren’t sitting in a batch of chiggers! Wouldn’t be prudent for the beach. Have a great time.

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