THE ARRIVAL

They were expected to arrive
By noon
By bus
The fans waited anxiously
For their arrival
Cameras ready.

They were lost
Partially drunk from previous events
Yet to do it again
The station was empty
Except for the silence that
Was loud
Accompanied by the green glow of go
Like contortionist after a proper
Straightening they returned
To the stage bent out of shape
Dressed like piano keys that lost their
Tune
Not knowing if they are early or late