Now's Valentine

I resume the now in a shower

Of memories like a swimmer

Turning his head to breath

Before ducking back down

Into the wavy current

So more is lost than seen

In the forward motion

And the now become something snatched

From the surrounding sea of the past

As his arms propel his head ahead

And his feet emit dissolving circles

So the now becomes something

He swims toward suspended

Which he knows is there

Whenever he breaks the surface

And sees the next wave looming