We waited.
Why?
Did we think
that tomorrow
would come along
to save us?
What sense
did it make
to stake
all our gains
on a day
that has never come?
Waiting on a moment,
instead of embracing
this one,
is a lot like
holding our breath.
The air that’s keeping
us alive
is the same
we should be breathing now.
We can’t wait
for tomorrow’s air.
We can’t wait
any longer to exhale.
Just another second,
we’ll be fading out
before dawn comes.
Draw
this moment
into our lungs.
Don’t hold it.
Just a pause
in our respiratory cycle.
In.
Out.
In.
Out.
Today is the day.
Tomorrow is a fantasy.
Love is not something
that is meant to be experienced
in sequence,
It’s immersive.
You’re in it, now.
I’m in it, now.
What are we waiting for?
DJR – 2023
