While I wait, nothing happens.

I wait longer. Nothing.

How long should I waste?

A bit longer, I'll wait.

Bits pass. Maybe it's not coming,

But I can't-shant miss it. I'll hold on.

So I wait, and wait, and wait.

Still waiting, so very still.

 

Ah, 

 

wait… 

 

and it's gone.

Poetry > Wait

© Joseph Sakoilsky 2018

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