waiting February 18, 2024 a poet's playground, evocative muse i’m calling you i’m calling you out here in the cold i’m calling your name send a sign that i don’t call in vain let me know my voice is heard my heart is breaking my soul is aching waiting
speculation my speculation is as good as yours a theory of the absurd a disrobing of thought really doesn’t amount to much counting up your wrongs my rights i have fewer than you boohoo placing attention the