Cover of Poem: Received

    Poem: Received

    I’m worried about my poem.

    Sitting all alone.

    Received, no Progress.


    Is she scared? Is it dark?

    Is it cold? Are there

    spiders and snakes?


    Or is it blank.

    Like purgatory.

    Like nothing.


    Does she feel unwanted

    unloved? Does she think

    I abandoned her?


    I wish I could tell

    her I love her.

    Always will.


    No matter what.

    I check on her

    every day.


    I’m watching, making

    sure she’s okay. I can

    see she’s still there.


    If things don’t

    change soon,

    I’ll Withdraw.


    Bring her home.


    But for now,

    I’ll wait with her.


    Until she turns blue.