They Had Only To Be
I had so much to say
I didn't want to confuse things
any more than
they needed to be
So much left
untalked about
I can barely scratch
the surface
of anything
Inside myself
or outside
or see every moment
of every passing day
go by me
like
smoke in the wind
barely grasping
that there is absolutely
nothing to hold on to
that you can hold with
your hands
no matter how closely
you look
there is
nothing to see
only to be
here
now
