This morning I wait to hear whether a second interview is in the works. I wait to drive later this week. It seems I always wait for the next thing. Yet things continue to happen all around me.
While I wait
For something to happen,
Things happen all around me.
I do not count them.
The black gorilla
Walks through the black and white uniformed
Ball-bouncers.
Focus on how many bounces
Of the ball,
They say.
The person
In the black gorilla suit
Goes entirely missing.
Unlike the gorilla film,
We don*t get do-overs.
There are black gorillas in the front yard.
They sit in the snow,
Play with the rabbits.
The black gorilla feeds the ducks
Across the way.
The lady in red or possibly blue
Has taken a vacation.
She has left her bags of corn
For the person
Who wears the gorilla suit.
I wait for the lady in red.
I think the ducks
Will never be fed.
While I wait
For something to happen,
Things happen all around me.
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