Watching and Waiting

I watch you leave
Watch as you go to her
I know what you're supposed to do
I can't believe that it's finally over with her

I try to keep myself busy
I watch TV
Eat a few oranges
Fix my dinner
Wash the dishes
Put the cloths in the dryer
Watch the clock
Wait

I take the cloths out of the dryer
hang them up
Answer the phone; it's not you
I talk
I cry
Listen to Georgia's words
I wish you'd come home
I write
Answer the phone; it's you
I hear your voice, what do I hear in your voice
I hope
I fear

I wait for your words
For your decision
For what it will bring
I wait for you
For the phone call
For the words; "I'm on my way home"
I wait for the sound of your truck
For the sound of your key in the door
I wait for the sight of you
I wait to hold you in my arms

So tell me,
Just how long does it take
To finish a cup of coffee?

1.21.98

CMT

Author's Notes

Wolfmoon had gone over to Wind Dancer's house. She was supposed to be ending the affair. So I was home alone, waiting. I tried to stay busy and not worry that my fears of her not ending it would come true. But they eventually did.

Wolfmoon had called me to say that she was leaving as soon she finished a cup of coffee. So, I waited for the second call from her cell phone to let me know that she was on her way home. It was almost two hours before that call came. Hence, the last line of the poem.