All his emotions show up late.
At work, he dresses like a piano and
knots a Gordian Knot around his throat.
He will serve you wine and count things.
He will laugh when you are laughing.
He will be the best man he can be.
He will take his tip and feel
nothing.
He is a waiter,
waiting for something.


Millie, this is a really striking piece. I really like it a lot.
Thank you, Naomi. I’m glad you like it.
Yes, indeed. This is a powerful piece that will stay with me.
You always surprise me with your creativity! It always seems to be better in every way!
if all his emotions show up late, is that better than not at all or should they always be coordinated with the time clock or alarm clock …. is he waiting for time to pause, rewind, or fast forward …. or maybe it is moving too fast and he just cannot keep pace …. thanks for sharing this piece Millie, it got me thinking into the deep zone ….:)
Thank you for your thoughts, Jimi. Maybe the waiter is indeed travelling light years ahead of everyone else.
Love the photo. Reminds me of weddings.
the words take the shape of a goblet or is it a tree to wait under?
That is a goblet/misshapen wine bottle, but I like your tree idea better.
just lovely and artistic. a real find.
Thank you, J.
“His emotions show up late.” OOooooo. Love that.
Thanks, Anna. It came to me in a dream.
Awesome poem!
Thanks, Tebogo!
You’re welcome!