In the After

by beeseeker

What somebody said –

And, oh how we laughed –

Was the turning point’

The point of no-return,

Looked only like so much

Dust on the highway;

Neither more nor less,

No more remarkable,

Than the rest.

How sad –

Or is it ? –

That we don’t see the before

Until we’re living

In the after.


2 Comments to “In the After”

  1. Very good, love your last lines “we don’t see the before, until we’re living in the after”. Well done!

  2. Very nice. Temporal gestalt… my greatest fear.

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