Poem – Edits Don’t Exist Right Now (By Mike Roeder)
Edits Don’t Exist Right Now
Light shines through the tiny space between shade and wall highlighting her curve and the wrinkled sheets next to her point to the bassinet turning a whole new emotion.
A joy unknown now near fully realized and permanent—something to live and die for. They’re both real, breathing quietly in the next room.
The hum of the machines drone on and the sting of reality lurks overhead like an assailant on the six o’clock news while a love still grows wild and overgrown
And a formula stain once given on the sweat pants now mysteriously disappears and the morning travels to a new home from the day before.
It’s time to sleep for a moment and wake even sooner as a joyous struggle continues.
Now today becomes tomorrow while tomorrow became today. Time almost feels useless if not for prescheduled appointments no one really asked for and the magnificent.
Michael T. Roeder is the youngest of three children in a working family and has lived in New York all his life, growing up in Queens, moving to Yonkers and then the Bronx; during which time he gained his bachelors degree in creative writing as well as certifications in multimedia, web and graphic design. He's done work for various nonprofit organizations and published his first book in 2008. Mike presently resides in New York City where he continues to pursue his interests in writing and photography. One of his greatest goals for his work is to encourage and inspire new perspectives.