Tick... tock...

Tick... tock...

Waiting.

The most dreadful

Of emotions.

Time is only

A construct,

Yet we submit

To it so.

Waiting.

Clocks.

They spin

And they spin

And they spin

Every so often,

Going a little crazy.

Sound familiar?

Waiting.

Without a distraction

I listen to the beat

Of my heart

The humming

Of a storm

On the rise.

Waiting.

My hands shake

Anxious for the

Event to start.

Waiting.

Tick... tock...

Tick... tock...

Tic... ding!

It's here!