Now
Now is a fleeting memory.
Now is constantly changing.
Now is already gone.
Now just became the past.
Holding onto “Now” is like….
Shit, it’s gone!
Roy W. Backes
© 2014
Poems by Roy W. Backes
Now
Now is a fleeting memory.
Now is constantly changing.
Now is already gone.
Now just became the past.
Holding onto “Now” is like….
Shit, it’s gone!
Roy W. Backes
© 2014