i wait all week

for this one moment

on saturday morning

when the drone

of dribble from work

dies down

in my latent mind

cleansed by

a friday sleep

knowing there is no

office tomorrow

sitting down now

at a desk wherever

a coffee shop

to open my writing

and have all

flow forth

what was pent up

and refining itself

like a diamond under pressure

myself mining above

now descended

to the depths

to collect