You Wait

Your eyes teeter on the edge of your mind like rain

before the flummery fall of infantile dusk.

Descending like wolves upon its woeful sullen prey

but lingering there, never springing but wading in a pocket

of dried up fed up doled out dust.

Nowhere, here is in the now or never gone

but always leaving and not fleeing just

picking up its bags and walking away towards you

saying softly, “Farewell, I’m glad to see you in this state of lagging disrepair.”

So laying like jewels inside a covered velvet case

You wait