Waiting for Lunch by John Drudge

With hopeless 
Temperament
And grim humour
I’ve been reading
Too much Schopenhauer
With too much pessimism
Seeping under the door
The evening news
A sideshow of the damned
The town square 
An impoverishment of prayer
Fanatics of habit
With a tacit 
Acceptance 
Of spiritual suffering
It’s all too much
Sometimes 
So I wait
As Beckett waits
For nothing
In the starkness 
Of my dilution 

John is a social worker working in the field of disability management and holds degrees in social work, rehabilitation services, and psychology.  He is the author of four books of poetry: “March” (2019), “The Seasons of Us” (2019), New Days (2020), and Fragments (2021). His work has appeared widely in numerous literary journals, magazines, and anthologies internationally. John is also a Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee and lives in Caledon Ontario, Canada with his wife and two children.