beyond a shape, the senses

the past
did not happen today

when I woke up
it had gone

I don’t know
what happened to it

but all that’s left
is a yesterday shape

a yesterday hole

and today
keeps filling up
my senses

© Frank Prem, 2017

August 2017 Poem #08: scatters of time (and change)


7 thoughts on “beyond a shape, the senses

    • Anne, yes. The chap that I’m reading and getting so much inspiration from suggests that it is not possible to live any other way – only now. The rest is no longer (or not yet) real.

      Very interesting to tease out.

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