Traveler Time [Free Verse]

I’m a traveler —
attached only to the place
tethered to my now.

That’s the only place
that exists in any real sense.

The past has no reality
in the present - not really.

It’s a ghost,
a dim and fuzzy figment.

Only thorns of the moment
can prick me.

Past disasters hold no sway,
&
future calamities are acts
of imagination.

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