Tomorrow
She starts a job, but she never finishes it.
She writes a poem, but she never proofs it.
To complete, to finish is to resolve,
and to resolve means
moving on.
An action must be taken,
a step must be
made,
and it’s so much more comfortable
to daydream
and
wonder,
to fantasize
about
the end
which
will
never
come.
Written January 25, 1994.