people leaving at the end of a group therapy

I am leaving in the dream and I

don’t know where I’m leaving

from or going to when I hear,

“Here and now to here and now”

as if that means anything.

Think of pictures I have taken

of landscapes and know there

is no possibility of repeating them –

everything from where I’d stand,

what I’d see, the frame of time

that no second, minute, hour

can hold exactly would be different.

And so would I, repeat, “Here and now

to here and now” look outside, look

in, get that wry smile my dad would sometimes

get when he preached speaking for God.