for us
there is no
time
though
once
there was
rest
we cannot go
we cannot go

I’m just here
in the corner –
I watch,
I see,
but no one sees me.
They pace the floor,
drink their tea
and count the hours.
The world turns and
I am still,
more solid somehow
than before.
It is an enviable position,
to be invisible.
They say it’s the fate
of all women:
to disappear.
