The crisp feel of nothing fills the air
As you lie there, lie there
An energy surrounds you
Waiting to be used
As you lie there, lie there
But never move
The crisp feel of nothing fills the air
As I sit here, sit here
An energy surrounds me
Waiting to be used
As my feet move across the carpet
Zip-zip zap-zap
As I sit here, sit here
But never move
The crisp feel of nothing fills the air
As we do nothing, do nothing
An energy surrounds us
Building, building, building
Waiting to be used
—but when?
When will the tension finally be released
When will the energy finally be used
When will we finally move
The crisp feel of nothing fills the air
As you lie there, lie there
The energy has reached its zenith
Yet you just lie there, lie there
And I just sit here, sit here
My feet dragging across the carpet
Zip-zip zap-zap
Continually building
Forever building
What will never be used
About the Creator
Stephanie Hoogstad
With a BA in English and MSc in Creative Writing, writing is my life. I have edited and ghost written for years with some published stories and poems of my own.
Learn more about me: thewritersscrapbin.com
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