Tomorrow’s Tomorrow

 

 

I have seen my death

a thousand times

steel, concrete, razor

blades, iron

in cold dreams in

darkness

in light

chilled to the

bone I have felt…good…strong

and

happy… yes, happy.

I saw;

I know where and

when…I think

I know

and it’s not

tomorrow or

tomorrow’s tomorrow

but

later…or I don’t know

(it was a dream)

but

I don’t care

there is so much

going on…living

lightning and thunder

leaves, sky, smiles…

dirt on bruised knees

flash of a

grin

six years old

so much

left, so much

to go.

The world so huge so beyond

thought…and

fitting in the palm

of a

hand.

Having seen it

felt it

smelled the coppery

red life…leave;

I know

I am

alive.

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