patience

i sit here waiting like an umbrella for the rain
like a turtle for the snow
like Tarzan for Jane.
my thumbs fiddle like a violin on the roof
like tangled hair
like geometry for a proof.
it makes sense like purple carrots
neon grass
and mute parrots
and i think about trains that never come
people that never leave
and how my foot is numb
its like waiting in a line that never moves
a dog that always barks
a stain that's not removed.
but when i get there the prize is like green jello
and i dance around in chocolate
in sunglasses that are yellow.
so here's to waiting on a whisper that is loud
a flower on a cactus
and a bunny shaped cloud.