Time Out

by Shelagh Gardiner

At the edge of forever

A heart waits,

Listens.

 

Elsewhere, marked by distance,

Fading,

Wayward,

A time shift plays through signatures

of a vagrant love.

 

Moonlighting,

The beating rhythm of the world

Shimmies in a fickle haze,

Misty blue,

And moves on.

 

No chord lingers to strike the

listing, listening heart

Waiting.

Still.