A Poem # 7

This poem was written around 1994. I used to observe other people’s relationships and try to figure them out via poetry. In this poem, I attempt to understand why someone would wait around hours for a date.

Where are you?

I stare out into the storm

And I wonder where you are

Are you at home,

Are you in your car?

Are you near

Or are you far?

I hope you’re okay wherever you are

You keep me wondering from ten to twelve

After 2 hours I figure you can go to hell

I change into my pajamas and turn on the tube

And totally forget about you or any fool

Just then, the doorbell rings

It is you standing there looking sad and blue

And trying to think of a story

That will sound just a little true

Where were you?

I wondered for those 2 hours

Now you’re here looking like a coward

Why? Why? Why?

Why did I have to believe you?

I guess I’m in love

I don’t have any other clue.

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