Sometimes
you
aren’t welcome.
You
aren’t even
in
the queue.
Blooming
into view
comes
some quite other coup
of
an ado
from you.
There
isn’t
room
for more.
The
open door
has
shut.
And has
turned
to but.
Oh
well.
So
what..
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