you ever get that feeling where you just
wait and wait and wait for
something to arrive; even though you do not
believe in this something in the first place 
its absence manages to hurt, deep
cutting noise into your silence
not pain
you are too far off for that
but maybe pity,
pity inducing

you ever get that feeling of
SOUR GINGER
the arrival of a new day on your heels
and it doesn’t follow you