A Moment's Wait
Location
Not now I'm afraid
As patient as you exist
Not only in this moment or hour the same but a lifetime of wait awaits.
My mind found folly and fatigue but lacked the fervor.
Belated I be if time were of less consequence I'd truly be fit for this world.
Less sulkily my words would spill fourth.
My foes less noticed would savor less of dross.
If only I saw more clearly, more often on time, I’d be less compelled to tamper with woes and worries of passing time in question. In constant revolution, my mind unravels, seeking a currency and chance at a truancy less squelching.
Plodding or plotting one might confuse as my gaze looks onward into a similar reflection.