Today

Today

A Poem by Mark

when he comes for me
 I won't weep like a puss over
  all I meant to do.
I am a stone
 and will be a stone a
  man satisfied the nectar
   he has swam in was as
  beautiful as if he partook forever
 and time and the eons were
measurements not worth discussing
 in an eternity you'll never know,
  like a man who knew forever
   was just today
    and nothing more.

© 2012 Mark


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