Today
Today
today arrives like yesterday's news,
taughting, drenched in night-sweats....
laughing at futile gestures, asleep in the womb,
like clown faces, unable to touch the bright Sun...
emergency sirens practice the ending, once a month,
on Wednesdays, at one-o'clock sharp....
warming to the drill, I step outside,
and find the pavement calming.....
knowing I won't slip-off the Earth's Edge today,
knowing I won't slip-off....
....today
Copyright © James Marshall Goff | Year Posted 2010
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