Wait — A Poem

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“Wait” — C.Birde, 9/19

 

Count

the pinholes in

the ceiling

tiles.

Breathe

the static anti-

septic

air.

Patient

or impatient,

the wait remains,

unknowing

contracts and

expands,

while outside

the world turns,

scratches,

taps

at the door.

Every moment

waits upon

another,

eager

to get

in.

 

— C.Birde, 9/19

 

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