Waiting (1)
A dull weight in your breast
and tired, stiffened legs
Keeping still as if that could bring what
you're waiting for
Is waiting becoming an emotion?
A skilled and restrained devotion
that crawls up your skin and into
every thought you think
It heightens the angle of notion
and strangles all the motion
What's good is good
What's bad is bad
and slowly you will sink into your waiting