Friday, April 4, 2014

Mesquite Dunes, Death Valley

The last day last year
A little buzz on
Tourists everywhere
Sent a lovelorn note
To impossible

Invisible selves
Of the future lost
In contemplation
Of the past notebook
Turned up in the car

Were we wittier
Then? Did we exist
Making wry comments
That made us feel wise
When we wrote them down?

Enough revision
And speculation
Occurred when the past
Presented itself
As a world en pointe

Asking you and you
What have you done since
You thought you would be
Better than you are
When you know you are?

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