On the waiting list

As lofty as it might sound, the prolonged wait to meet destiny
made Mr. Nothing sometimes forget the taint in his chest.
But then a twinge or a waiting list reminder brings him to heel.

If only he could stay a little longer, with all the time to devote
to the Greek of Alexandria, a great lover of ancient history
and young men in secret moments of the forbidden sublime.

But perhaps it is still not too late to at least help the poet
repair his constantly rickety typewriter and mock the seagulls
on the promenade with the increasingly silent Platocrates.

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