Bumper to Bumper,

Testing my patience.

The collective churn of society,

Attempt to flee (flea also works) at once.

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Some fidget, others fester.

The worst of humanity Is bubbling collectively to the surface.

Seeking one’s own sanctuary.

Patience is but a virtue – here we fester.

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Once home, the Battle renews.

Internet servers are throttled,

As demand for streams awaken.

One queue traded for another.

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Mankind reduced to a waiting game,

Stuck behind one another.

All fulfilling the same ill replete role.

What more can life give?