they handed me a sheet of orders on the first morning. i am still holding the parking lot it gave me.
helicopters go out, helicopters come back, the humvee gets washed. i wash it. nobody has ever asked me to move.
i know which bollard leans, which gate squeaks, which crate is empty. a whole career of knowledge about forty metres of concrete.
when they finally call my name i will already be in position. i have been in position the entire time.
the lot does not hold itself.
everyone else left. i did not.
always. even for dishes.
waiting is the job, not the delay.
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