What am I waiting for?
A couple have asked to see a print version of the poem I did at 20×2 during South by Southwest. Here it is, addressing the question “What are you waiting for?”
What are you waiting for?
When did I last wait for anything?
When did I last open my eyes and wait for the day rather than cursing that it was here?
When did I last wait and say “What am I doing now?” rather than “What should I be doing next?”
When did I last listen before speaking,
ask before assuming,
wonder before judging?
When did I last take the long way home,
take the scenic route,
take an old friend to dinner and say I can be home…whenever?
When did I last, walk instead of hurry,
eat instead of eat and run,
plug the correct time into the microwave instead of :22
:44
:55
thinking that would save me…a little time?
When did I last wait and………..
Take a deep breath before speaking?
When did we last listen,
talk “to” rather than “at”
commit to under-committing,
commit random acts of understanding?
When did we last all, here, wait?
For peace, serenity, clarity appreciation, a moment?
When was the last time we all decided…
to just wait?