LONG DEPARTED

Nothing,

Noting the minutes ticking by,

The light descending into darkness,

Today becoming the memory of tomorrow

And yesterday, so long departed.

Nothing,

Waiting for the phone to ring,

A job to emerge into my job,

My home to change into your home,

And this city to be over, long departed.

Nothing,

Twitching toes and filling hours,

Packing boxes and building up trash,

What to take and what to leave,

All that remains and the rest, long departed.

Nothing,

Nothing happening, for now,

Not here, not today, but tomorrow,

All of this, all this fuss, all this worry,

Tomorrow, all of this, long departed…

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