Soon

is what they all say

and as I watch each second go by

I am impatient with the definition

of soon.

Because soon does not mean now,

nor does it mean any further than later.

It simply exists as itself,

it sits on the backburner of our lives

where it turns slowly to ashes.

It hangs in the air

clings to our hearts

like morning dew,

soon.

Each time I look for it

it becomes further away

stop waiting and soon will be sooner they say

but each time I stop waiting

it's feels like just enough time

to start again.

Soon is too long to measure by

minutes, hours, and days

it's impossible to put in order from

beginning to end.

Soon scares me.

Never has something seemed so close

but felt so far away.