Order

Order Up


I wrote about 'it' yesterday,
but it happened
fifty-some-odd years ago--
so is it a part of my now?
Or then? Or both?
Hard
when one is trying to order
a life
because we don't just live in our moments,
but in the nows and thens, and
the moments in-between
where perspectives change
and rearrange.

An alphabet soup.
Fifty-two card pick-up.

A sense of where/when I was
seen through the filter
of where/who I am.
It is enough
to make me dizzy,
let alone a reader.

But then, I have rarely
done anything
in the correct order.
So, I suppose,
it is a little late
to worry about it now.