I will go there,
with little bird eyes
expectant and anxious,
to sit and wait
while you figure
things out for the first time
for the ninth time
for the millionth time.
Even though
you and I both know
it will be the same thing
this time
like it has been
every time:
me, with my shaking hands
and nervous disposition;
you, with shrugging shoulders
and your mouth held shut.