some of us
have probably spent the day
rehearsing our stories
tidying and organizing
memories and thoughts
maybe
shuffling through closets
wondering what on earth
to wear
or have spent
an afternoon
begging macy’s
for the perfect fit…
i’ve worked all day
forgiveness has been
my only worry
my solo preoccupation..
tomorrow
my car will point
down the highway
i’ll be remembering
what ferlinghetti said:
“time will be the tattletale…”
without a doubt
he’ll be
right
again…
