The waiting (a poem)

Today’s late entry. Had to watch the first four episodes of Twin Peaks: The Return before posting…

My hands are sweaty

I’m bored
and a little anxious

Nothing is happening

Every thought that could enter my head
except for the truth

It shouldn’t matter
how it works
only whether or not it does

and when the story ends
it ends

But I’ve been waiting…

(21 May 2017)


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