I’m chasing Now.
Couple times, I almost had it nailed

But who could blame me
for peeking around the corner —

Tomorrow was coming up quick.

They say once you “get” it,
you got it. Now moves right

along with you. Something bad
happens, all you do

is remember you got it. And
it has you. Up and down,

you go, a rollicking romp,
through time or timelessness—

whatever you want to call
the cosmic elevator

or travellator people-moving
conveyance

on which you stand still
and move through. To the end.