at the gate
departure time bumped from twelve
forty to one forty i
know what that means american
has no idea when the flight will
arrive at the
gate much less depart no one seems
unduly surprised i'm not it
does add a
layer of anxiety to an already anxious
day i look around try to
absorb the
calm around me only to realize it is sheer
boredom and career ennui that
i'm seeing
~
i try to concentrate on my book but i'm too
easily distracted i
try a sudoku i give up my
thoughts are on my destination on
tonight on
faith and should i have it is it merited faith
in some sort of fairy tale notion or
expectation of
love that is love in the form of the
union of two souls or in this case the reunion of
two souls two
disparate souls faith that two disparate
souls once separated may in
fact reunite
~
we board i will miss the dallas connection i
sigh i text along
with everyone else on board arriving
dallas late hope to make the five
o'clock see you
tonight even if i have to walk put the kettle
on simmer so to speak i'm doing a bit
of simmering
myself i can take lyft but i'd rather you pick
me up if you're off work we can stop for
something to
eat on the way home or not i'm just typing not
thinking can't wait to get my hot
little hands on you dear one cannot wait
Poetry by one trick pony
Read 656 times
Written on 2019-05-29 at 16:01
Save as a bookmark (requires login)
Write a comment (requires login)
Send as email (requires login)
Print text
|
Sameen |
Lawrence Beck |