We enslave ourselves to
Laments of yesterday and
Fixations on tomorrow

But past consequences
Are beyond discretion of
Retroactive options just

As future fates cannot
Escape the provocations
We carelessly negotiate

When the fierceness of
Our presence is renounced
For less mindful illusions

© Rob Taylor 2018, Noesis 

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