Poetry

Poem #8

Because I have a second life

I put today on hold

Because I have a second life

I live today as if I’m not getting old

Because I have a second life

I wished the day away

I took today’s treasure and forced it to walk slowly into tomorrow

In the end, it was tired

I am tired

But I keep delaying today’s inhales in the hopes that tomorrow can transform them into shouts of celebration


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