Wednesday, October 13, 2010
In a Boat Shed
Robert Creeley
I waited too long
I waited for you forever and ever
the changing unchanging restlessness
of the signs they didn't put up
or down; the boxes of oranges,
rat poisons, barns, a sled with no runners
snow, refreshments, pineapples
the odor of burnt wood, cigarettes
neither of us should smoke,
but do--
I waited for you.