Waiting Poem by Kent Holman
Waiting
Waiting kills the mood.
Constantly it gnaws at your nerves
Like some flesh eating disease.
Stomping your feet or
Tapping your fingers
Alleviates nothing.
Waiting is maddening.
Relentlessly it lingers
Ever present in your mind.
Let the madness go.
Calmly assuage your nerves.
Waiting is inevitable.
Saturday, February 10, 2007
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4/26/2024 9:46:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
nice. sometimes it feels as if all i'm doing is waiting..........