The Waiting by Stephen Dunn
The rain. A full day, all to myself. These things, lulling me to sleep.
The Waiting
Stephen DunnI waited for you calmly, with infinite patience.
I waited for you hungrily, just short of desperate.When you came I knew that desperate was unattractive.
I was calm, no one wants the kind of calm I was.It tried your patience, it made you hungry for a man
who was hungry. I am that man, I said,but I said it calmly. My body was an ache, a silence.
It could not affirm how long it had waited for you.It could not claw or insist or extend its hands.
It was just a stupid body, closed up and voracious.
Tehya
perfect…