I'd be a present, instead.
Ivy-minded, dream-ridden
nowness.
A vessel for life; like a swirl
of toilet water when flushed.
A transformation.
A swirl of water that reaches far and splashes all.
A mind here, and hands behind.
Short behind, for us lucky few,
of young mind and short time.
Time that lets you
fleet and forget.
And begin anew.
December 2018