Emily Dawn


Future Tense


FUTURE TENSE
The future has no obligation
to redecorate.
It floats blissfully aloof,
In a room with a view,
watching the tense present
zig zag toward it,
taut with the weighted options
of the entire alphabet, A-Z.

Alternatives pile up like hat-boxes.
But the far away future
isn't a bellhop
and the near future won't give up
her privileged status
in the penthouse suite
until her countdown
to final check-out
is as deflated as her bank account.

And though she spouted independence
when the tense present
was just a hint on the horizon,
As her freedom dried up
and her clock ticked down,
she succumbed like so many,
to convention.

She opened a joint account,
put herself in check
Changed her name
to Subjective
and left her future where it died -
in a top floor suite
waiting to be cleaned.

It is the pursuit
we have inalienable right to,
Happiness doesn't come standard issue,
just the chance to chase it
like an ephemoral white rabbit,
taunting traffic,
keeping time in his breast pocket,
and dropping footprints to remind us,
seconds are nonrefundable.

So enjoy the view.

Submitted: Monday, August 05, 2013
Edited: Monday, August 05, 2013

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