Wait Poem by Mina Lotfi

It is about hours
he is gazing, behind this table
Without answering phone
I am counting, over minutes
Gazing at Window
My night moan
you are not like always...
our child slept,
kissing on his red cheeks
where has gone my words
death of seconds,
through this long night, impossible
without eating, sleeping
Just a sound of wind
I am afraid of crickets,
They song distance
Just a tablet will gone me far
from this distance...
far from this long way
out of this dark dream