Waiting

Waiting Like a radio operator for the signals to surface the noise to hum the tap-tapping to burn.

Waiting Like Napoleon or Franco to unleash the end the crisis to unfold the chaos to start.

Waiting Like grouse in the soft bushes for the hunter to come to shoot his gun and the life to bleed out.

Waiting Like Ha Jin and Samuel Beckett for the meaning to come the story to start the sense to begin.

Waiting Like the night-watchman for the clouds to clear the night to die the cold truth to come.