autumn 9 to 5

sitting here
waiting for the sun to warm
any part of my body
naked at this moment only hands and face
but still sitting here
waiting waiting in vain
for an optical illusion
(somebody mentioned in the back)
i'll be leaving when the grass that i
can see through the window -hours
of noise and gas-
will be pale and everything else dark
no warm
just cold
waiting waiting everyday
and when i finally leave
there's no more waiting
only death