Waiting In a Line

waiting in a line In front of the multi-bank window an older man was transferring money, and like me he got confused by all the numbers and had to do it again. I was patient thought of loftier things is hell coal-fired or do they use electrical energy for the doomed ones? How is it possible to burn forever without actually burning and turning into ashes the flames are like a cosy blanket on a sofa near the oven. lost in reveries, I didn´t notice the man had gone a woman who was behind me took his place she had in her plastic bag sanitary bin this I presumed was because she was middle-aged and leaky. she also had a loaf of bread and two tins of sardines food that was of no interest, she had no right to take my place.