What’s in a week

The air is hushed between going and coming.
It’s still.

A chill 

trips down my spine and hangs
on the air.

It’s heaviness 
drips
off my fingers,
off
 my blue suede moccasins
into a puddle under the desk
where I would be working
if it weren’t for

the big space
between
one thing and another.

Fill the room 
with belly laughs to keep from sighing.

My virtue is not patience, 
but what is good just
won’t be rushed.

2 comments

1 Becky { 05.11.10 at 8:53 pm }

the big space is scary… why am i so scared of things

2 Jess { 05.12.10 at 5:46 am }

You’re a brave, strong girl and I’m excited for what the next few years are going to bring for you. Whatever’s coming, you know you have support from lots of people who love you. To me, that net is all the more reason to take calculated risks, jump wholeheartedly into life, even if the path isn’t completely clear. We’re both extremely fortunate to know that we’ll never have too far to fall.

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