Help is on the way
My mind is awash
In self-indulgence
I push the button
To get to my floor
Blinking indicates
Help is on the way
Why should anyone care
Whether I make it?
If others don't care
What does it matter?
Blinking indicates
Help is on the way
Am I in motion?
Choke down the panic
Conjure my terpa
God says to have faith
Blinking indicates
Help is on the way
I'm waiting for help
It takes forever
How to even know
If it is coming?
Blinking indicates
Help is on the way
Dull red plastic stare
Means no help for me
Or maybe it means
God watches always
19th poetry installment for National Poetry Writing Month. Twelve more to go!
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