February
8, 2002
doodle while waiting for the school bell to ring
Agonizing. Again the slow pace of boredom catches up with me, its arms never
welcoming and warm as a summer of hot rain and stinky shoes, pinning my arms back in its
sweaty embrace and its strength
overwhelmes
me. I cannot speak and I can only yawn and
sigh, and wish a certain sound would fill the air... it would bring many to their feet and
lift the warm silent pace of a monster up into the sky and far away.
It's next walk won't come soon, it can't catch up
with me as I'll get to my feet and join the swirl of trampling feet and loud chatter... a
noise that this universe can't silence.
The sound, that sweet painful sound of clarity gives
me permission to move from here to awaaay from here where I can smile and rid myself of
the former slow pacing monster's warm embrace.