I take a look at the days – gone and past,

They seem to glow within the radiating heat of their demises,

And phantom whispers, dying in the wind, chant the echoes of all, the lifetimes you have forgotten. 

And all I know is right now…

Backyard shadows bask within the sun’s summer rays,  

Hide and Seek and swimming pools,

Life is a mission – though I’m not yet aware that I’m under the obligation to construct it, 

For naught save for what’s viscerally content do the living ones abide. 

And all I know is right now…

Dock dives and bicycle ventures,

Cigarette smoke upon my breath,

The ways of the world are beginning to entice me – though not yet fully.

And all I know is right now…

Rage and uncertainty,

My judgment clouded by substance,

High – yes; though soon I am to fall,

Jail cells and padded rooms await me, yes;

And all I know is right now…

Living alone – I am all on my own,

I’m destitute … I’m hungry,

I dwell where any will have me,

Life holds a truth I fear realize.

And all I know is right now…

Cloistered in the hectic fog that my ambivalence tends to assure,

I’m determined yet gripping to the frail-motioning tassels of sanity.

Yet I am aware – ever aware,

I now lend my voice a world to portray.

And all I know is right now…