Moving Day (Part 3: 4 Minutes Remaining)

stole a final moment
on a library machine

counting down the minutes
until I'm finally in the Springs

everything is packed
everything is loaded

time
so soon
for a flight
to the new-fangled
saloon

Moving Day (Part 2: An Anticipation)

It's when you
forget what you've remembered
that you know
you're moving on
and there's no longer
a way to pretend
otherwise.

I thought maybe I'd have
other things to say
about it
but no
that's basically it

Next time
will be a
next chapter
a new day and
a new way
but the same
poet the same
song the same
dull eyes
through which
this world has seemed
so full, where
we believe
and are affirmed

once again

Moving Day (Part 1)

Catch as catch can
if you can can
catch what I'm sayin'

who woulda
said about the
world's best secret
that it never shoulda
been exposed?

All these words that float around
are caught and caged for fun
as if that's what they were always made for.
It doesn't always seem that way
but that's what they'll tell you
so it ends up feeling better
and the guilt can be chased away
like it was never there
and all your life's dreams
will float on by
ahead of you.