Always Over

Everything is always over.

It isn’t here and now,

its there and then.

The window shade is crooked,

driving me crazy.

Its never over until I fix it.

The trip is over,

It was and now isn’t.

If there is no memory of the doing,

did it happen?

It isn’t here or now,

or there or then.

It just isn’t,

Or is it?

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