For a moment,
I close my eyes
and the moment’s gone.
My memories rarely
remain for long.
Soon enough,
today’s moments
are done.
This is Thursday.
It can only be today,
whatever the name.
Today
will never be tomorrow.
Wait and see.
Sun’s third planet
spinning in artificial time,
a wee bit in vast nothingness,
at the whim of some god,
or controlled by
meaningless unmeasured chaos.
I can’t
taste or smell Thursday.
Today sounds are unheard,
there’s nothing to touch.
It’s another day.
And yet,
like a spirit,
unlike
physical, practical things,
each moment of every day
flashes by—
irreplaceable,
never lasting,
instantly
forever gone.
Today is
most valuable.
It’s now.
It’s all we have.
Why can’t it stay?
Look both ways, but all we have is today.
Mind the gaps.
Enjoy life.