Welcome to the waiting
time,
in-between and around action.
Welcome to what if, I don't know
can't answer that right now.
Welcome to the fork in the road
choose.
Welcome to the make-your-own-story
where it burns up if you don't
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Welcome to grabbing,
going forward and not running
saying goodbye when you know that it is right.
Welcome to frost,
after waiting, more waiting.
Waiting is the event.
Fill up the time.
Bring a book
(or write one) -
spend it thinking
laughing
meeting
falling, falling in love (maybe)
falling out, too.
to buying dresses
and holding hands
and vigils
and going home.
And then it comes!
Action, movement, propulsion,
which makes you crave the waiting
which makes you want to be idly busy
and not wringing out
over one thing
going one toe at a time
or headfirst
into the next part of your life
the next job
family
friend
love
whatever it is
and seeing where it will go
(if, actually, if it will go)
and keep on the same way
eventually forgetting the frustration
- now and then -
of waiting, wringing, deciding
and just living.
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