“Waiting …
Is doing something …”
We can always tell ourselves;
If, after waiting we are
Doing something.
So – we wait,
Watching the fingers
Do their usual business:
Numbers clicking on and on …
And …
We wait
Just a little
Longer.
“Waiting …
Is doing something …”
We can always tell ourselves;
If, after waiting we are
Doing something.
So – we wait,
Watching the fingers
Do their usual business:
Numbers clicking on and on …
And …
We wait
Just a little
Longer.
It was, truly, nothing
When I began – mere
Automatic scribble –
Then suggestions began
To surface, gasping,
Grasping for recognition.
Now, is it a
Saucer or a jet-wing?
You would think I should know;
The pencil is in my hand
After all …
But, still I hesitate;
Delaying decision:
My fingers begin
To twitch again.
12/9/2012
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