“get along and hop over,
quit dragging about
like a fucking disappointment.”
I’m no less the anxiety in your voice
than
the wood that built these floors.
No words pass,
but time does and you look
only impatient.
“I’m sorry there is a line,
nothing is worth waiting for.”
quit dragging about
like a fucking disappointment.”
I’m no less the anxiety in your voice
than
the wood that built these floors.
No words pass,
but time does and you look
only impatient.
“I’m sorry there is a line,
nothing is worth waiting for.”
