Thursday, September 24, 2009

Perspective

As life moves,
and days wither to nights,
perspective is paramount.

What did I care about
one year ago today?

Whose opinion upset me
last winter?

On which day was the house
dirtier than I could bear?

What was it that we
disagreed about last spring?

I don't know.

Yet, I took those days
and smashed them like
a cigarette under my shoe.

The countdown of good days
has begun
and I've made it shorter.

3 comments:

  1. As always, nice. Got enough for another chapbook soon?

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  2. Good poetry makes you think, and this one has certainly made me think about time I've squandered. Nicely stated!

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  3. I love the cigarette image. It really conveys the theme.

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