My past traipses around
in robe and slippers
sipping tea and checking e-mail
deleting spam from the future

Present sits enraptured with
herself, the negotiation
between past and future
an afterthought to both

At some point
we might decide
it’s time to get up.

Present will shrug off
past
and try to beat back
future.

Of course,
none of it will work,
and it will be depressing.

Back to bed.