Life Ring

Memory left drowning

betwixt and beyond

 floating discarded

on yesterday’s pond


The future is calling

in voices distressed

 reservoirs draining

tomorrow beset


The bridge crossing over

these waters is rough

its toll but the present

time never enough


The turnstile upon you,

its arm is still down

the cost what you’re leaving

its promise unfound


But once set in motion,

there’s no turning back

allusion receding

with blood in its tracks


All hail to the moment,

the instant supreme

whose motion internal

—all else but a dream


(Dreamsleep: October, 2021)

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