poetry: Waiting

It’s hard waiting.

Waiting for something. Or nothing.

For someone.

For words, or words to end.

For change.

For pain to go and peace to come.

For news.

For hope.

For love.

For healing.

Waiting, for time.

For windows of space.

For need to be met.

Waiting: moaning, monotonous waiting.

Waiting. Waiting. Waiting.

That’s where we have to live and move, somehow.

Hungry, yet full of the now.

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