"Far Off Afternoon"

"Far Off Afternoon"

Greg Budig 2021

The idea of doing 

something has long 

been neglected. 

I have grown old. 

I have grown tired. 

Grindstones no longer 

interest my nose.

Stepping off the wheel. 

Afternoons spent 

inspecting the horizon. 

Wondering whether or 

not if it will rain.  

Clouds in the distance 

gathering crowd like.

Are they discussing 

what they want to do?

Time so much spent 

on wasted diversions. 

Wondering, blundering 

full steam ahead. 

Forty plus years of 

following orders. 

Watching the clock 

till it's time to go home. 

Irresponsibly staying 

so idle.  What am I 

doing on this far 

off afternoon?

Is there a reason for 

feeling so disrespectful?

Wouldn't you rather sit 

waiting for the rain?

The End