Sunshine
drives away clouds
spring is round the corner
late winter is the place to be
present
Even the hope of something
betrays attachment hankering after
other than the reality
face it
change the only constant
life is a film not a set of postcards
flicked through
stored in an album labelled
fragment
fiction
fantasy
this one precarious moment
is all there is
there is only now.
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| Hankering After |
