Waiting and…
Waiting
Counting
Time is passing and is not my friend
Existing I think
Now until then
Existing and experiencing
Then counting back
To see what I have done
To see if it was right
To see if it was wasted
As if I could go back again
As if I could do better next time
As if it had meant nothing
Nothing at all
Just like waiting
Existing
The hole was deep and wide
And inside
On a piece of paper
It said ‘enjoy’ ENJOY!
And I thought
‘There must be a piece missing’
‘There must be some mistake’
‘So far for so little’
At the journey’s end
Time seemed wasted
And yet it was all there
Before my eyes
I looked at my watch
I was late.