"Live In the Moment" (7-Minute NaPoWriMo Poem for April 30)

Live In the Moment




Or is it useless to say?
The squandered sense of it, to render
it said. All the stolen minutes
are found in a policeman's trunk,
in the Hit 'n' Run of tomorrow,
that cash-poor bank where I spend
you, love, the big time. Out of sight
and out of rind, the great orange
of a savored life sours on the fingertips,
the storied threads unwoven in the peel,
in the getting it off. I'll take the download
over the base unloading, the missed of friends
avoiding the saga. Here it is again, that common
judgment, thy kingdom come where I pronounce
you loved and certain. And us? Our fortune?
We are borrowed and saved. The sensuous
guess, poignant and apropos: Choose
me. Choose me! And I'll go.




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written in 7 minutes for National Poetry Writing Month for April 30

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