Napping

I don't want to
Buy something
Go somewhere
I don't want to
Eat or consume
Stay inside or
Go outside
I just want something
Good to happen
Without lifting a finger

Copyright DKHM 2012

Wishes 3

Suppose,
It were true
That all and more would come
like a tug, going under
and land like a wild metaphor?
Perhaps,
Nothing will come of it
Except absolution.

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Idling

The space in between
Is neither here
Nor there
Just waiting
Neither the promise nor the past
Just remembering, and yet
The hope of what will be
Is the dawn.