There will come a time
\nwhen the gray view ahead
\ndiminishes to a tiny black dot<\/p>\n
when our impatience
\nto dismiss the present
\noutweighs existence<\/p>\n
We train for it
\nby listening to music
\ninstead of birds and cicadas<\/p>\n
We prepare for it
\nby watching TV
\ninstead of the shimmer of leaves<\/p>\n
We rehearse for it
\nby texting endlessly
\ninstead of listening to eyes<\/p>\n
We plan for it
\nby twiddling our thumbs
\ninstead of listening to our hearts<\/p>\n
We scheme for it
\nby wishing for magic
\ninstead of knowing who we are<\/p>\n
We lust for it
\nin irrefutable ignorance
\ninstead of paying attention<\/p>\n
Finally it will be all that is left
\nyesterday is coming<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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