Waiting on Science (NaPoWriMo #29)

Waiting on Science

 

There's so much I could do

While the powder is dissolving.

I could be fighting crime

Or even mystery solving.

I could engage in a debate of

Creation vs evolving.

But instead I'm sitting here

While the powder is dissolving.

 

There's so much I could do

While it goes into solution.

I could lead a verse of "Bugaloo".

I could lead a revolution.

I could build a kingdom of my own

From gumption, cloth, and cushion.

But instead I'm sitting here

While it goes into solution.

 

There's so much I could do

While the powder takes the water.

I could have coffee and watch Dexter.

Or lead teabaggers to slaughter.

I could examine the finer points

Of being a better daughter.

But instead I'm sitting here

While the powder takes the water.

 

There's so much I could do

While I lose sight of the powder.

I could be myself completely

And then be even louder.

I could pretend I'm from Boston

And have fun with the word "chowder".

But instead I'm sitting here

While I lose sight of the powder.

 

There's so much I could do

While science takes its time.

I could remember I'm a writer

And compose a kickass rhyme.

I could ditch the lab completely

While I'm still in my prime.

But instead I'm sitting here

While science takes my time.