Here is this week's poetry jam - it will be interesting to see what dynamic people think this poem is about. Hope you enjoy.

SILENT INSTANCE

Walking a lonely aisle
Watching faces pass by
Trying to come up with answers
But you already know why

Positioning for a random opportunity
As this routine is no longer new to me
An instance, once again is about to arrive
Will I excel or just get by

Looking over as the object is near
Struggling to conjure up a statement
As another instance has just appeared

Another instance is passing and no words come about
A mind with many words but they just don’t come out
An instance is ending with nothing said
The window is closing, the results are in
Just can’t believe I said nothing again

Regards,
Mitchell J
@scaredycatguide