It is a small thing, a
little bit of time of
difference of wanting
and watching…it is
a mere idea I have
a wisp of smoke,
spare and floating
into nothing…it is
the idea that I
have been waiting
and did not know
did not realize
that a missing
something, a lost
something else
was so large
and important
that inside I
waited without
telling myself
and all the while
I have been
living
breathing
eating
sitting
talking
working
having
losing
being
seeing
believing
ignoring
sleeping
falling
and waiting
for you.