the sieve and the sand » waiting

the waiting room

Julio Chapluzki — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 22:01:28 +0000

an hour passes
and i’m still here
waiting on,
fulfilling the room’s purpose;

so at least one of us should be glad,
basking in the glow of fulfillment,
being what we were created to be,
and perhaps that one is me.

perhaps i should be glad
to wait on my betters,
to be at their call,
paying them to be my betters.

but still the anger rises
and the visions of outbursts
pass before my unoccupied mind,
internally, impotently screaming,
waiting for my turn to come.

plus, we’ll save a ton on gas

rcribay — Fri, 09 May 2008 21:02:48 +0000

i’m on the line–
crouched waiting for
that pistol to
fire i’m living in
those breaths before
the explosion of
gunpowder and
tendons–

i feel the
nauseous anticipation
hating now this space–
waiting now for life–
holding now our worlds–
until the suture heals
and we are one–
not even a scar to
show we were once
otherwise–

patiently awaiting your arrival

Roger Mugs — Sat, 19 Apr 2008 01:22:19 +0000

yeah,
i’m still waiting
why is it that you’re here
but have neglected to
say hello

i dont need the word
just the acknowledgment
from across the room
a wave
a smile
a look?

i would settle just to see you

i hope you have
a life of grace