THE TIME IS NOW


The time is now.
The morning was electric
the afternoon fine
the evening delightful
but now it's divine.


There is a smell to the air:
cinnamon muffins
cut with absinthe.
There are assassins lurking.
The night is full.
The night is strong.
The night is forever
but never too long.


Opportunities abound
while chaos reigns
and I anticipate ice cream flying down
from the gods' mountain
any minute now.
These are special times
with exciting consequences
that I can hardly see
but I look forward to.


The time is now
and I am here
and I am alive
and I am waiting
to see
what happens next.

2005 - 2004 - Late 2003 - Early 2003 - Late 2002 - Early 2002 - 2001

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