SNIFFING SECONDS

Time puffs out seconds,
And we’re like dogs sniffing around
because we always wish
to live, and by living,
Where have those moments gone?
For the longest time—
We can only go as far as now.
Whatever made us think of tomorrow?
It’s never really been ours.

© Gheeneil

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