NaPoWriMo – Day Twelve

waiting
tapping the table
anticipation shrivels
as the minutes tick relentlessly

fidgeting
pacing the floor
expectation growing
as the hours drag mercilessly

disappointment
idly standing by
realisations dwindling
as the years mount vengefully
replaced with an empty nothingness

the end

© Dawn Whitehand 2017

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