Like Playing Your Life Savings on Pull-Tabs

I’ve been waiting 

so long 

for this moment.

Through Mondays cramped with meetings.

Through Tuesdays of unending paperwork. 

Through Wednesdays of pointless errands..

Through Thursdays too scattered to think.

Through Fridays filled with anticipation.

Through evenings too tired to raise the remote.

Past chores that double into the infinite,

and boggle the mind at their insignificance.

I’ve been waiting 

so long 

for this moment

and now I feel it

running out; circling

like brown toilet water,

before clear water

fills it again.

But the odor lingers.^

^Eat your fucking heart out, Emily Dickinson

Photo by Bradley Stemke