Anticipation

The night before, my mind's a mess I run my lines in my head one last time As my heart pounds out its percussion-like pattern Uncertainty certainly is an issue in this sudden situation The dawning of the next day... My stage is set, the curtain clumsily drawn My makeup masks the mind-numbing, and mildly foolish, fear As I muster up the courage needed to impress my audience of one I seek little more than a confirmation and surprised smile Our idle game has reached and wrought words from my wary mouth As the silence settles it seems that a million minutes pass The crickets chirp and chatter with the anxious outcome only seconds away...This is something I wrote hurriedly tonight and is really an unfinished piece. The sequel will be written soon, although at this time I'm not really sure how it will go... (added a day later--This is the prequel to "The Outcome.") Written April 10th, 2002 © on Apr 10 2002 04:07 PM PST   18 • 0 • 12