Sometimes
I wish yesterday be a dream,
Evansce, melt, and lay forgotten.
Wish tomorrow never came -
No hopes nor fears that keeps me taut.
I wish this moment could stay -
This moment, called now
Would dilate, or freeze - and never elapse.
Even as the nows coalesce
Into this hectic scale of time
Whence I walk,
Perpetually haunted
By funny yesterdays
And misty tomorrows.
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