The Snooze Button
waiting
and fucking tired of it
fingers fidgeting
when can I tell you to fuck off?
I don’t know you
even when I bare my body like
maybe I do
intruder in my arms
I wait for a moment
to deny this lust
so I can quit pretending
that there is an us
waiting
nervous twitching
eyeing my teacher
got my test back
I don’t like the letter
slept on piles of abstract algebra theory
knowing I could’ve tested better
sitting here
waiting for hard work to befriend me
sitting here
watching patience slowly end me
waiting
cold sweating
four in the after fucking noon
I awake to another day of unemployment
hire me
fire me
give me experience
acquire me
retire me
I am delirious
waiting for the classifieds section to read me
waiting
frantic, fretting
phone screen glaring
flip open my cell for the 50th time
anticipating your text
scroll through a dozen heys and hellos
hoping yours is next
a smiley face decorates my reply
and I sigh
as if I didn’t spend that eternity
suspended in helpless wonder
waiting
blank page staring
dad says he’ll be dead before my homework does itself
so I still have hope
though writing at zero words a minute
for hours
is a long descent
down a short rope
my paper sits there
waiting
fingers fidgeting
nervous twitching
cold sweating
frantic, fretting
phone screen glaring
blank page staring
waiting
and fucking tired of it
Julian Daniels
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