TAPES 2
(Written in 1995)
The rocks are barely worn
By the passage of water
Except over milleniums of time;
So we are barely changed
By the passage of our lives
As time goes merrily by;
We don't care to stay the same
But neither do we care
Very much to change;
And life goes painfully by.
I sit here listening
To a reunion of Fleetwood Mac
As they sing, "Yesterday's gone"
Reminding me that nothing
Ever truly changes.
"Don't stop thinking about tomorrow,
It will soon be here. . .
It'll be better than before. . .
Don't you look back. . ."
If only I could believe it will be better.
