Before Tonight’s Today
By: David O’Keefe
The cobblestone beneath your feet
Sounds the same as it did yesterday.
Even now, you ask in defeat
Whether or not tomorrow will play
Out the way you were promised.
In all honesty, I’m not sure who
You’re asking; you’re as
Alone on the outside as you
Are empty on the inside.
It would do you good to throw
Away your wristwatch, find
And dispose of your clocks; know
Not of what time has to say.
Do it now, before tonight’s today.
A version of this originally appeared in “Healing” The Teller December 2019 Issue #9
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