Frozen in Waiting

Standing at the bus stop like stone guardians

Too cold to look up, too bored to shiver.

Resisting the urge to glance down the street, for

It will not change Time.

Parents' peers exit parking structures and,

Keenly aware that it is Friday Night,

Walk casually to bars and restaurants

Rarely paying attention to these grave keepers of the corner.

Hooded cement faces,

Absorbing all the mundane excitements

Doomed to a fate of waiting forever

Because it just went by like two minutes ago.

Nothing but time...

Now, who are these ladies with amazing legs?!

Invading the crosswalk and turning the head of at least one statue

They march briskly in heels and

Shiver at the stronghold door

Until some boyfriend lets them in.