Breathing in a Dark Room

Wait for it
thoughtlessly
unpreemptively
just an honest
wait
arms open wide
for the right time
even if it feels
late.

Just wait
(that’s what you’re
trained to do),
in the gathering
night
let the void
find you
enfold you
claim you.

Wait
(not out of tiredness
or cluelessness),
choose to unwind
the impetus, implode
the surface cumulus
into a perfect
nothingness,
only yours,

(Like floating
in water, face
up,
like breathing
in a dark
room,
like hearing
the world
disappear),

Wait.