The Next Greatest Thing

I hold myself in a state of constant limbo
Waiting for the next greatest thing
Denying myself even the simplest pleasure
Until something extraordinary comes along
           To pick me off my feet

I don’t care for reading,
Study,
The great debate

I don’t go in for politics
Or religion
Or whatever people talk about

I don’t relax with a cold one
And enjoy the all-star game

I just go on waiting,
Sticking to the same endless routine
Always waiting
For the next greatest thing.

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4 thoughts on “The Next Greatest Thing

  1. I think this is a sad poem because each moment, no matter how big or small or exciting or not, is equally important. The next greatest thing is enjoying the daily routine.

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