Waiting for the Results

dverse  MTB: Imagism revisited Posted by Frank J. Tassone

 

Time stretches like a rubber band
taut, tauter, tautest
my nerves fray fry flicker
like ice dancing on a hot griddle
I pace, jump up, pace, sit stone still
blend with the second hand, circle
to a place where the waiting is done
where the news is known
where I can fall apart or
begin to breathe again.