Now
Now.
Sit down.
Let go.
Tomorrow’s now will be no more than this
- another was.
Nothing is enough
to distract
your present thought.
And your present thought
is only movement between two points,
a wave that leaves the water behind,
plotted by an electrical mind.
So take your nothing.
Now.
poem by Brian Taylor
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