Tuesday, April 30, 2019

May I Have This Dance?

What am I waiting for?
Maybe I should just do it.
Close the door!
I’ll give away the store,
I'll bumble like a half-wit.
What am I waiting for?—
permission to take the floor?
From where I sit,
I’d say you can close the door
on THAT possibility. Mustn’t be a boor,
so better just sit quiet.
Still, I’m waiting for
dispensation to rise once more.
You say, “Get up and walk!” but I don't buy it,
won’t shut the door
on my wish to just lie here and snore.
You frown, but I know I’m a laugh-riot.
What am I waiting for?
Close the door!