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michele perras – curled up with uncertainty

waiting for 501

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absolutely brilliant piece by dylan reid from the spacing wire.

Waiting for 501

Posted by Dylan Reid

An unauthorized sequel to Waiting for Godot. With apologies to Samuel Beckett.

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Evening. Queen Street, north side. A pole holding a transit stop symbol.

Two rather shabby-looking men are waiting.

Vladimir walks out into the middle of the street and stares intently eastwards.

ESTRAGON: What do you see?
VLADIMIR: I see nothing. It is not coming.

Vladimir returns to the curb.

E: What is not coming?
V: The 501. We are waiting for the 501. Do you not remember?
E: Ah, yes, the 501. Why are we waiting for the 501?
V: To take us to our destination.
E: But there is no sign of it yet?
V: Perhaps it got held up.
E: Yes, maybe something is blocking its path.
V: An accident?
E: A fire?
V: A mechanical failure?
E: A fire?
V: A power outage?
E: A fire?
V: Who knows?
E: Wouldn’t they tell us, if it was held up?
V: No, they would not tell us.
E: Couldn’t they send a messenger to warn us that the 501 is not coming?
V: They never do that. They would just leave us to wait.
E: So we must wait.
V: Yes, we wait.

They wait.

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Written by michele

03/06/2008 at 4:40 pm

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  1. OMG so awesome!!

    I had this experience all too often on the College car, actually…

    There’s nothing like the experience of counting the cars that go by in the *other* direction with no car for you. I got to 8 once…. EIGHT.

    Sarah

    03/12/2008 at 11:03 am


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