Mail Box

She viewed the black box
with vehemence
it never held anything
of importance
no love letters
or cards
just junk
and bills that
left a pit in her stomach

for the first time
she sits eagerly
day after day
willing to find the most
important envelope
of her life

the wait is intolerable
it is taking so long
to make itself known

it is as if time itself has
slowed down
just to tease her
like waiting for water
to boil

she knows it will
happen, she just wishes
it could happen today
so there can be an end
to all the past disappointments...