yesterday

Paul Gauguin

Paul Gauguin

absent in this moment
for tomorrow is borrowing me
for a brief visit
to live out
a contrived dream sequence
where current reality
is replaced by a false
insecurity – or security
and I willingly go
because the current moment wasn’t
all that interesting anyway…

I find as
these lapses
into tomorrow
build upon one other
so that a minute
becomes the hour that
keeps me up so very late
at night when
the entanglement between
sleep and worry
battle fiercely
in fighting fields
created simply by
my inability to
stay present in this moment…

so focus,
I must, on this time
that shall fly away ever so fast
and take me now into tomorrow
which is unlike anything I
ever dreamed or worried about,
yesterday

(c) 2014 rick stassi