Waiting Today
Where, like frolicking children, the rivers run
Where planets spin in loop lassooed by the sun
Where the berries grow in bramble brush
Where atoms born and atoms die in finite hush
I searched for you before today, wait for you
To hear the patent clicking of your shoe
In the concrete corridor of my dream, to no avail
My yearning, and constant bleating in the gale
While the solemn clock ticks slowly to the hour
While anxieties my expectations steadily devour
While the maggot change to fly in fruit and flower
And air churns the milk until it is old and sour
I wait for you, flipping through the virtual rooms
Of world, from page to page, your absence looms
Like some frantic forboding of former grief again
Like desert waits delirously for a dribble of rain.
And so I understood I have an electronic shadow
Of you, a virtual daily meet and greet, a hollow
Grasp of reality, and yet this thing my world became
We mantled in mirage of picture, mirage of name
Against all phantom glory my love I sustain
For it is no mirage this miserable nakedness of pain
While I in the electronic gloom wait, and wait in vain
For the fresh fantastic sound of falling rain.
And you give me this, the internet, as my new place
No door to knock, no mood of face, no real embrace
No pebbles to throw at your window now, and tell
You I am here, it's a mirage, but real the bytes' spell
I am the insect thudding on the silk lines of the web
I am the flotsom tossed about by the briny ebb
I am the anomie without the warmth and touch of love
I am the famished nest waiting for my wandering dove
Copyright © David Smalling | Year Posted 2010
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