Tick, the second hand is audible
serving a purpose
allowing the mind to lock in
to time, the measure of today.
He found he only wanted his moment,
that nothing else mattered
if not for the reality of
human nature,
he might be lost in the chaos.
Yet, the same pictures exist
outside of his arena
a young family,
husband and wife and toddlers
both asking lovely child-like questions
with answers real,
not cover-ups but genuine passion.
We talk about a whining child,
that audible reality holds no candle
to the adult mind-set
of a partner wronged,
wronged by desires outside of their control
wronged by their own vanity
wronged by just what is so wrong
that ill met
desire,
that self-depracating
asking
that life-breathing
dragon of expectation –
a standing ground of driven agenda
that satisfies no one beyond
the sole wine-maker
tending to their orchard,
miles and rows of vineyard of self-loathing.
We all do desire a tutorial on passing judgment
We all could respond to lessons on whining.
