What To Do With This Minute


Should I hold it hostage

waste it
embrace it.
Will it love me in the morning
or leave me

hanging
walking a tight wire between two skyscrapers in Manhattan and then
fall

into the abyss, miss the whole point.

Does this minute
caw caw
with a gnome
or a yeti
eating spaghetti
or is it fretting
about forgetting
the time.

Does it
inspire

tire
from being the subject of this sentence
or run off
to recline
on the lounge with the cat.
No, wait
this minute
has elapsed.

**Inspired by This Minute Poems, by Jean Gallagher

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