Waiting is the name of the game
Doing and waiting, waiting and doing
Action in anticipation
Milking cows while they’re mooing
Dancing till midnight
On boredom’s ruins
Resisting the pull
Of apathy’s wooings
Limbo is temporal
Though it feels eternal
Crawling on sandy shores
Like a patient turtle
Dragging myself across wood floors
Staring at ceilings
Wiping eyes, licking chops
As I control my feelings
Limbo this, limbo that
Smile, boy, that you’re still in the game
Waiting and doing, doing and waiting
A little pain is better than going insane
~ Gunnar Våken
The Warrior Awakes: The Poetry of Gunnar Våken 