Take a NumberA Poem by Mari' EmeraudeI HATE the DMV!!!
So I go to the license bureau
to get my plates renewed (I wish I’d swallowed cyanide instead!) The man says ‘take a number’ I get ONE NINETY TWO though the lines behind the little sign are dead I can’t understand it the entire place is packed! Yet no one is allowed to cross that sign They have like twenty windows but only FOUR are occupied and only ONE of THOSE is "open at this time" When I finally reach the window with my paperwork in hand the woman says while searching through the pile “I can’t accept this one you’ll have to bring another form” as she shoves the papers back without a smile. I return again next morning with my paperwork again I’ll get this done today- I have a hunch But when I get up to the building there’s another stupid sign that says in red “We’re sorry ,closed for lunch” © 2018 Mari' EmeraudeReviews
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StatsAuthorMari' EmeraudeDenver, COAboutI am a writer, journalist, and poet from Denver, Co who remarks on my fulfilling life in rich, poetic (and sometimes humorous) ways. more..Writing
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