stand by

one single impression prompt 51: spectral
photo: outsideserni, flickr

yes, of course.
i won’t do it anymore.
won’t wait on the corner.

no, i’m not working.
sometimes for hours,
under the rain.
washed by a
drenching deluge
in the middle of mist.

when the imperceptible
comes rushing,
running to the corner
back to the beginning,
normal stays for a visit.

yes, i know,
i said i wouldn’t.
it was the
waiting sound
softly falling.