No returns now, that I can see,
No recapitulations of the reasons
Wherein a choice was ever made.
I’ll vanish that,
Obtain some certified card
Maybe from the municipality
Which recognizes that tomorrow
Is a crazy thing
I should put aside as well.
Merely live a moment more
just feel the air
Which is rushing past my cheek,
And like a newborn pup
Play gotcha with these blocks of time