Scribbled Calendar

by Em Jay on Monday, November 17, 2008 at 11:10am

 

Encircled November
Saturdays numbered..
Crossed weeks in Thirty five, thirty six
How many more to stay and watch?….
The torso on the opposite spread
Eye candy gone awry
Pushed deep in to oblivion
Just one single thought
In unintentional meditation
How many more Saturdays….
Until that big day..
Have i got…?

Two weeks…. An eternity…
Slow twenty fours
Slapping on my face
The sun rising in lazy motion
Days dragging like a leper’s cloak
Tormenting each hour
With its colourless furore
I stand still in the middle of a whirling world
Anticipating…
Waiting….
For that special thing to happen….