Isolation

Deprived of society for an hour or so
In Isolation.

No contact at all.
An hour of waiting, again.

Maybe if I sit
Facing the door,
I can
pretend for a while...
Is this what it is really like to be

Lonely?

Fifteen minutes have passed

And they seem like an eternity.
But I've only just
got here?
Already I?
I don't.
I don't
miss the common room
Tomfoolery.
I miss something
else entirely.
And I anticipate putting my plan into action.

Tonight.