Wait

Wait

i wait
with the curtains
shut
never knowing
day from night
or clear skies
from gloom

i wait
for you
to come
and open
my curtains
for a few hours
so i'll know
for a little while
what's it doing
outside
then
when you leave
i'll shut
the curtains
to wait
again

i'll wait
for weeks
for you
to stop by
to open
my curtains
again
though
the window
is a few steps
from where i always
sit
and wait

i'll wait
for you 
to come by
and open the curtains
like you sometimes do
but never enough
to know
the seasons
or even
the time
of day

i'll wait
since 
this waiting
works
sometimes
like nothing else
i've tried
so i guess
if i want more
the thing to do
is wait
and wait
and wait
even
more

i'll wait
never knowing
day from night
spring from fall
odd or even days
or years
since
you
never come around
enough
for me
to know

i know
it's not fair
depending
on you
to open
my curtains
but you do nothing else
so neither will i
but 
wait
and wait
and wait

at least
in my waiting
never knowing
never leaving
i never
have to dress
for anything
not even
the weather
outside
whatever
it may be

you say
it's apathy
even
paralysis
but i'm not
depressed
since
sometimes
i feel joy
and i have wants
and desires
like
for you
to finally
come around
to open the curtains
for a few hours
so i can know
for a little while
what's happening
outside