Saturday, February 23, 2013

Now

I stretch my skin
Foreign and thin,
Am I without?
Am I within?

What is me?
What is I?
Who are you?
Who am I?

Calm, quiet
All is nigh
All is silent
Up on high

I only am,
I never was
and never will I be

Made no request
yet every breath
bemoans, attests
reflex, regress.

Calm, quiet
All is nigh
All is silent
Up on high

I only am,
I never was
and never will I be

Yesterday was today,
Tomorrows never reached
We only are,
and we are now
and now seems right to me.

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