WHAT TONIGHT TAUGHT ME
One night, in the midst of wondering
What I might do with myself in ten or
Twenty years, all of my tomorrows
Finally gathered to reveal the secrets
Of their distant and impending nights.
But they all spoke at once, and I could
Not make sense of their tangled voices.
“Please,” I begged. “One at a time.”
And Tonight approached me amused,
Saying, That’s how we've always done it.
Originally Published:
Gangsters In Concrete (Fall 2004)
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