Archive for the ‘Nowhere’ Category

the poem of now


*

now

is really then

then is also then

now is never

now

not unless you see it

coming

prepare for it

predict

a now

try it

there is coming

a now

was that it

no it’s coming

coming

now

there it was

did you see it

hear it feel it

here comes another

now

so that was a now

no it was

then again

what a bloody stupid game

let’s pretend that

now does not exist

it’s all the same

to me

*

(Los Angeles, 1982.)