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A.M. is suncloud houses, mind’s myriad post-it notes

every post a winner different but the same

youth a room of posters and what’s in a name.

Soonest a sonnet, the world trip postcard quotes.

Soonest friends posthaste, timewise prosperous.

Soonest post-prandial, post-coital, post-graduate

signposts to say it is never too late.

Poignant, precious, sometimes preposterous.

 

P.M. wishes to postpone its memories

this morning’s preludes turn a tinge of postlude

because postmodern becomes the postancient

because posthumous prospects render reveries

because posterity soonest learns new attitudes,

postscripts reminders life’s impatient.