Live the day
carpe diem?
but it's a hybrid
a cross-over
a carry-forward
from yesterday
the day
and days
before yesterday

the work-in-progress
that has to be completed
and what's undone
will be in transit
in the continuum of time
for today doesn't end
with a full-stop
but with a comma
to affix itself to endless
ones to follow. Question marks
fill its pages interspersed
with semi-colons that abound-
and exclamations are not
gestures of joy or triumph
but more like lamentations
and heavy sighs-

24 hours
it makes no sense
it's a device designed
to fragment time
and moments- the day
merely holds activities
in suspense- nothing
is perfectly done

the day is but a stop-over
a page in the calendar of time
part of a song or a symphony
awaiting fine-tuning
a book that's unfinished
a hesistant poem in the making

everyone is a performer
the stage- curtain
never falls like
the end of a show  

that has to wait
but none knows
when.