Tomorrow

She starts a job, but she never finishes it.

She writes a poem, but she never proofs it.

To complete, to finish is to resolve,

and to resolve means

moving on.

An action must be taken,

a step must be

made,

and it’s so much more comfortable

to daydream

and

wonder,

to fantasize

about

the end

which

will

never

come.

Written January 25, 1994.