Fucking Now

again, I think that
this shadow walking behind me
in time
seen as my past
this ribbon of blood not cut yet
it goes too far and comes too close
demands too much of my Now
and when I look around that’s really all I got
to carry into the future as the new me
…
the Now as one
coherent piece of mind
focused
on what is to come
from all sides ahead
crushing the temples

the fucking Now
with less density behind of
where I can really be