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paralyzed

i find myself

paralyzed by waiting

...


it's as if the world around me

slows

stops

the pen doesn't drip

drop

onto the page of the next moment


my bones become statuesque

my temper short

people play waiting games

like they're sport


i wouldn't even want to be a referee

sorry, darling, waiting's not for me



time slows and speeds all at once

and

voices whisper

my heartbeat stops

my hands grow sweaty

and a headache forms

right at the precipice of the last good thought

i had


i hate waiting

"hate is a strong word"

well,

i've never been one for

patience, haven't

you heard?



oh,

and then my stomach

boils and churns

worse than

[name your local eatery here]

my body's overcome with fear


flight or fight?

i think i faint

no!

freeze


paralyzed head, shoulders,

toes and knees


how long's it been?

not long enough


man, this sucks.

waiting's rough




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