Perfect Timing

Too late...shouda been
there…uh…here…
as they used to say till
now became suburb of
when?

Here I am again…
every time.
Sometimes
I think I’m late…
lately the synchronicity
is catching up to me.

Sometimes I think I see:
“Capture that light in a
prism, Spock, before it
turns to ash!”

The only perfect time
is now.
The only time is now.