3:20 PM

That parceled out portion of understanding
Failed again this day—
Lost my grasp on the time and missed my
3:18.
It was now after, just by a few minutes.
I’d lost that only one-time unique time.
The loss!
I’d never get that 3:18!
The failure!
How sad.
Like missing an eclipse just outside one’s door
Because the phone rang! Nothing…robocall!
So, on August 26, 2017 at 3:18PM, I was awaste on a rung phone,
And missed a piece of Only Once Ever.

About Kitt

Sometimes a rhyme or couplet wanders across my consciousness. So, I share it. Other times I'm a hospice social worker; others, a Dad; others, southerner, New Orleanian, cajun enthusiast, voter, and on better days, a not-too-awful-poet/rhymster. Welcome to my page. Enjoy.

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