I remain an anachronism
In a world that passes me by.
Not understanding clearly
What is going on, or even why.

Dwelling in the past
Offers some semblance of comfort.
The possibility of the future
Has the best chance for promise.

Instead of living for the day
Seizing it, carpe
Grasping it, diem
I end up existing in the moment.

02/12/2006

Posted on 10/03/2006
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