Friday, March 10, 2017

waiting on you

we are an impatient lot.
the line
to speed up.
the light to change,
for that man
pushing a stroller
to get across the road.
want love
on a platter,
quick service, money
we want to know
the answers
now, without
reading, or thinking
things through.
we are an impatient lot,
I say out loud to no one,
as I sit in the car,
with the engine running,
waiting once
more for you.

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