I don't mean to keep you waiting
for forever and a half.
I just need to finish something
my to-do list
catch my breath.

Always moving, always squirming
I can barely hear you now.
Please stop drilling through my forehead.
Just in time I'll
turn around.

When the last leaf falls
and the twigs ice o'er and the buds come out
I'll turn around.

I'm not ready.
I'm not ready
and I don't know what I look like anymore.

When the last leaf falls
and the twigs ice o'er
and I hear you shout
I'll turn around.

Are you still there?
Still there waiting?
Do you still want me back somehow
I'll turn to stone
or ice
or fire
any second now!

You've been sitting at my elbow
and I feel you brush my back.
Now I'm looking. I've said nothing
and you look okay with that.

Grass grows thicker
petals glimmer
and the Earth accepts my feet.
Was that really
all you wanted
just to sit a while with me?