What Come of Waiting

What Comes of Waiting

What comes of waiting

First passion aged
the taste complex. Love too
became a vintner’s drink
the bitter blissful buzz

The volunteer. The drafted men
who left and leave by choice or need
Dug trenches into graves. Their women
sowed forgotten seed

Water’s languid kiss, the rock’s demise
Flames for heat slow burned to ash
Invited guest, the late trespass stay and stay
The hole is filled. The ground left soft
as breath had been

We found them here. What comes of waiting

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