Stirring

Theo’s on form ranting and raving
I can see him through the window
Animated arms waving
Marais has a giant invisible spoon
Stirring away in the heat of the noon
Bronwyn’s torn between laughter and tears
I empathize with her obvious fears
That she’ll be stuck listening to them for hours
Caught between two warring powers

En route

An exercise in patience
A test of endurance
Stationery we sat
We talked about this and that
Chewed the fat
I had a power nap
Closed my eyes
Had nightmares of my imminent demise
Of sheer unadulterated boredom
Claustrophobic intervention
No halfway decent radio station
Time ticked on and we stayed put
Waiting 2 hours to put foot
Marais and Warren are great guys
But if I thought time in their company would fly
I was sorely mistaken
I’ve reached that point at thirty two
Where I bid each second of life a fair adieu
No longer do I chase the seconds on the clock
Instead I hear the steady tick tock
Of life passing by at an amazing rate
Not yet quite resigned to my fate

Email on request

You sit across from me all day long
You let me know very vocally when anything is wrong
We chat upon the balcony cigarette in hand
Which is why I don't really understand
Why you need me to send an email to gmail.com
Tomorrow why don't you ask your mom?