BY DAVIDMURRAYLAW@GMAIL.COM

Time Out

 

 

Sonia Delaunay, Triptich
1963 Tate Gallery

The past of my past

 

can’t last

 

at least not in its entirety

 

for there were

 

too many moments

 

that need to be disappeared

 

 

The present of my present

 

calls me to repent

 

for my transgressions

 

and stupidities

 

for they have also been too many 

 

and have left scars, innumerable.

 

 

The future of my future

 

needs a wise tutor

 

if I am to escape

 

the patterns of times forgone

 

and If I am to make of the final phase of life  

 

a better one.

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