November 21, 2019

The Pressing Wait

Hot sips of tea

I sit n’ wait for you

With cold arms & buckled knees

I sit n’ wait for you

Same ole, you’re-late-again

I sit n’ wait for you

When will this waitin’ end?

I sit n’ wait for you

 

Dread-winds cut city-street

I sit n’ wait for you

As souls scrape drab concrete

I sit n’ wait for you

Girls chatter bout how they’ve grown

I sit n’ wait for you

Bout who they been with, I’m all alone

I sit n’ wait for you

 

Hot tea lost its’ pitch

I sit n’ wait for you

My healin’ heart needs another stitch

I Stand.

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