No I'm not bored.. I'm an artist.

[yodaismydad]

Whisper Afternoon

tops of whispers fan across the room
empty conversations make my ears twitch.

ahead, the lists to-do pave a road
never ending until it’s done
but unnerved by the end,
I keep an intent gaze on tomorrow
if I could gather enough of myself
and piece the puzzle together,
my fear and hesitation might subside
enough for me to rest. if I were to rest
I’d gently lay my thought weighed head upon
a white cushion of security.
I’d close my eyes tightly
without the pins of worry to
prick them back open.
Until this long awaited rest
Introduces itself to me,
I will not look over tomorrow’s
vast horizon.
I’ll keep my eyes upon my feet
as if they were dancing,
whispering encouragingly in case
they might forget the next step

the whispers crawl into a mumble
around me, and I attempt to close them off.