wait
wait
waiting for the lights
to change that I may
move on
move on

wait
wait
waiting for the lights
to change that I may
move on
move on

still
still
the pines that line the road
sigh
say you have
say they have
time
say you have
much more
time
time
time

also marbles in the clearing

that click and break

like toy lightning

on the pallet of the (gods)

and the pines that surround

and make a humming sound

as I fill my sac with glass

and my steps divide the clearing in half

leaving a single strip in time

a single strip in time

weight
weight
it floats nearby
silent --- staring
cold blue
cold eyes

weight
weight
it floats nearby
sad quotations
see-through fingers
I only
I wanted
time
further down the line
further down the line