Hello Portal, my old friend,
I've come to check my app again.
Patiently, I am still waiting.
Is my application still stagnating?
And, the vision that I dream of every day?
Oh, just that A...
But, alas, it's the sound of silence.
Another login on my phone.
Refresh the screen. Sad trombone.
Beneath the halo of the white screen lamp
are purple boxes coldly staring back.
Yet my eyes search around for the signs of a good update.
Try not to hate.
And, just accept the sound of silence.
And, in the naked light I saw
ten-thousand apps, maybe more.
Some speak Spanish and Portuguese.
A
LizzyM of ninety-three.
People writing statements with flourish uncompared!
Agape, I stared...
At another lonely round of silence.
"Fools," said I, "you surely know,
this silence like a cancer grows.
The funny jokes from my interview
are lost to time in this interlude."
But my words, like an empty bedpan fell
and echoed in this hell of silence.
The undergrads bowed and prayed
to this hilltop God they'd made.
But, the site still flashed its warning.
Whispered slow, my lips forming:
"This site will update as soon as a decision has been made."
My nerves so frayed.
And, in my ears...
ring the soooounds...
of siiiiiilennnnccccceeeee..................