4.30.15

30 of 30...and we're done!  Today's poem follows the "write a poem backwards" prompt, in that I unearthed a poem I wrote a few years ago, flipped it around, cut half of it out, and gave it a title.  Another great April of poetry!  Thanks for visiting! 

Adding Up

Life’s cosmic calculator,

the weight of seconds

multiplied exponentially by the seasons—

always a before,

an equation from birth,

We are each of us a sum,

total undetermined,  fifteen percent tip

not yet figured in.  Don’t you understand?

You can’t ring it up

until closing time.