The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for February 2012
now that i'm here
time has caught
up and passed
the
moment
[not
the same
as the
place
or the thought]
now
that i'm
here
i retrace the future
and anticipate the
past
[catching
up]
now that
i'm here the
string plays
in and i
can
see the weight
[now that i'm]
dangling
[here]
at the
end