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