#NaPoWriMo | Day 18 | Corridors

i was flustered and frustrated
how can they keep info from us?
he was annoyed, yet calm
if you depend on them for info,
when will you practice journalism?

i was impatient, pacing up and down
why won’t she share her number?
he looked at me, a pitiable child
she’s shaken, why don’t you share yours
and win her confidence in you?

i was in a corner, evidently teary-eyed
feeling useless, was this all a mistake?
she was pissed, angry, responsible
read her story, make calls, find a peg,
what’s the point of giving up this way?

i miss them, corridors

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