the crisp is gone

yesterday
was
yesterday

today
is
today

freshness lasts through the night
but morning wilts the edge

you can't keep it much longer
you'll have to throw it out

here
was
here

there
is
there

you'd like to think it's the universe
but it's all inside your head

vision clearly sought
blurry in the end

then
was
then

now
is
now

fuel stocked for winter
is but ashes by the fall

you feel the warmth somewhere
you can't bear the cold