It’s a time wall going forever from your onceness.
Just a distance, unknowable distance, behind you.
This is the once was, the back-in-the-day, that
Memory that funny feeling, that frisson that both
Is achingly real and breathlessly ephemeral.
All that has passed: the seeing, the hearing,
The tasting, the smelling…
Ah, it’s been a good life and fun.