Today ~ Bob Kesh

Today is the first.
		Spring comes in the breath of waking.

	We know time 
	is
	    only 
	   useful 
	stationary.

	Lose thirty years in someone’s eyes.
	Find purgatory in company we cannot love.
	Experience memories like stepping on glass.
 	There are no yesterdays in a loving touch.
			Some mornings 
		we wake like we've just been born.

Today
there is nothing behind you.
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