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.