Question #3


Today I added question number 3
to every morning’s catechism. Now
I start by asking what necessity
demands of me, and then I query how
I shall indulge myself for labor done.
Add this: What makes today unique? Why see
it any way than every other one?
What elements etch treasured memory?

Too many years I’ve thrown away the jots
I’ve made of time – I’d promise to improve
tomorrow and discard today (the clue
I failed with food). But days connect like dots,
delineating how I think and move.
Do I consent to recollect? I do.

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