the waiting

watching the gears turn like a dog on alert
can’t, won’t stray from this tedious path chosen
no looking back now, no looking forward either
struggle to honour the moment, breathe and watch the gears relentless

do not deviate, lest it all fall apart
eyes on the machine, battered soul tirelessly patient
absolute intolerance to your cries and complaints
do not disturb this holy absence of human pretentiousness

this unending patience is the only thing left
the wait for the wait to end
seconds melt away into minutes into hours into eternity
doesn’t matter anymore, the gears turn and the eyes watch
I have become the waiting.