march 16 2009
it was like five minutes
a hundred years ago
and it’s stitched in my cells
just a pathetic child
sure of every answer
save one
and that five minutes
never really ended
paused, curiously and hung
as brief a vapor
as any remarkable thing
i stole it and didn’t keep care
i buckled – a boy
and a hundred years later – an old man
licking at life and every remarkable thing
sure of every answer
save one
F.V. Everleigh 