Thursday, January 28, 2010


written 02-03-04

stretching in the light of the microwave
legs straight & palms on the floor
waiting for my heating pad & my moment to come.

it takes less than three minutes for my heat pad, but my moment has no arrival date

no foreshadowing of its occurrence
no hint of it's magnitude or flavor

only hope assures me that it will one day come.

waiting instead of seeking

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