I Need a Now {a poem}

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I need a new next time,
one where instead of next
and instead of time
there is only now.

I need a now
exactly like this one --
sun streaming in,
kid playing the keyboard
in the next room,
a dog snoring,
a whole day, month, year
ahead like a scroll
we haven't walked
or written on yet.

I need just this,
to be sated, filled
by what is.

Let the only gaping
be the wide open spaces
of a fallow field,
an emptiness
the way the sky
is empty, making way
for flight.