Wednesday, October 9, 2013


Sitting waiting
For words 
The slow condensation of
Verbal steam
Into concrete form

The ritual of tea
Without tea
Thought brought to
Boil, which boil
I’m uncertain of

Perhaps a thought
To be lanced
Toxic thoughts
Too long sat
Waiting to be cleaned out

Thoughts strained
Cast aside
Or is it thoughts
Straining to be expressed
Through minds viscosity

Words poured out
Spilled onto a page
Damp with emotions heat
Dry cold and blurred

Sitting, waiting
Or is it
Waiting while I sit
What’s important is

The waiting