mah-jong

how much time did i take

how much time did i wait

why did you have to come so late

the spot was empty

it hurt beyond reason

a board was loose

and screeched like a bird

the air was heavy

and reeked of treason

of things left hanging

there without a word

six after six

seven after seven

speak no more

you will be forgiven

a tumbleweed of odours

caught in a limbo

the man at the door

his arms akimbo

and all the others

with tiny little eyes

swift like tads

nervous like flies

six after six

seven after seven

speak no more

you will be forgiven

taiwanese rain slid along the walls

a warm shower to keep me cold

drenched in sweat and holy water

i waited for you and your heart of gold

but my own heart

ticked along with my clock

and the pit-pat

of rain on my skin

i could hear his shoes

they were soaking wet

and he sported a dimple on his chin

i know that you never believed in fate

but he was on time and you were always late