The food-line is simply interminable.
So many oldsters plodding along,
with their canes and walkers
and prescribed short-sightedness,
perusing each buffet option
with reckless gravity
– this may take a lifetime.
You’d think they’d have all lost their appetites
or perhaps forgotten about them
with all this time on line.

I know it’s a solemn period
a literal once-in-a-lifetime event
but could the geriatrics get this food
and get out of my way
so I can cruise the buffet?

I just wish the grieving
after the service
could more quickly get to their seats
and their sorrowful eating
so I can get my hands on the grub
and then finally eat in peace.