Flooding Forwards

We sink into another year,
counting down the minutes.
Marking time past,
with a drink and a meal.
Was the day before
any better than today.
Will tomorrow bring
more of the same –
revamped, renewed and unaltered.
Remember when,
five things occupied a life.
When a sun setting
did not bring forth a sunrise,
someplace else.
When the world was small.
Enough to preoccupy
a normal sized existence.
Where minutes past
and time was easier to measure.


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