Infinity’s Lobby

A place where voices speak the boredom,
laughter cries for reward,
and quiet patience of the doorman
waits out the dampness of night,
longing for morning sun.

A time when the lounge down the hall
merges a piano's reverie with chatter,
where expectations take flight with the bartender's "last call",
a place where the faux library wall remains inert,
dust of disinterest forever accumulating.

Here then is the lobby to somewhere,
at times the welcoming space for dreams unrealized,
the preparation for rewards at any cost.

For others…

The final check in,
life's baggage-fatigue,
wearily relieved for the end.

Infinity’s lobby,
an entrance and exit
serving but another opening and closing

of the journey.