Poem a day 2015: 6

Almost Here

Can you feel it? How everything right now

trembles on the lip of something big?

Some epiphany? Some sudden surprise?

I shiver from the inside out. The air is

thick with this anticipation, stagnant, as we

hold a thousand thousand breaths.

Inside our stale houses, we wait and

tremble, looking out our dusty windows,

standing alone in our bodies, as if it might

saunter up the street at any moment,

kick the mud off its boots and ring the bell,

grinning at us with big yellow teeth.