Waiting
written by: Julia K
@Juliaintheroom
I find myself
spinning slowly
in a soft cocoon
while the world lurches
rearranging itself
in its big sky mirror
In the waiting room
of my mind-screen
I watch the wavy sea
of human existence
dumped onto rocks
scattering, splattering,
the pretty gloss shattering
what was pasteurised
homogenised
polished
is now a jigsaw puzzle
of fragments
the race of humankind
lies naked and broken
nothing more than playthings
for fortune’s fool
I would do something,
start to help
fix the pieces
but I’m not part of this show
no mover or shaker,
once-upon-a-time
I was a couldabeen.
I had potential.
Now I’m just a poet
watching the world roll by.