Future prognostication is not an exact science (a poem)

I forget what I was watching this morning while waking up, but that’s where the first line of this poem comes from…

You know I don’t have a crystal ball

You know I can’t tell what will happen five years from now
let alone five minutes from now

You know the clock measures only a second at a time

You know this scene is a familiar one, and that the definition of insanity dictates that it will turn out the same way this time as it did last time

You know the house on the corner will always be empty

You know the unexpected isn’t unexpected if you expect it

You know the dream is always the same

You know I rarely sleep through the night

(20 December 2017)