Never be young again
Never grow old
Never be here again
Never be gone
Never forgotten
Only remembered
Pain
Pain
In her eyes
He cracks a joke
She doesn’t hear
He tells her to live
She wants to die
He dries her tears
She buries her pain
She left him
But she will never leave him
He buries his pain
She dries his tears
He wants to die
She tells him to live
He doesn’t hear
She cracks a joke
In his eyes
Pain
Alone
Dark night
Long fall
Cold slap
Relief.
REFLECTION
I asked my reflection what his name was
I wondered if he could see the way
But he didn’t respond
Just kept staring at the pond
His mouth forming every word that I say
I asked my reflection for an answer
To the questions that I would never say
But he didn’t respond
His face stayed in the pond
And I pondered “Is it worth throwing away?”
I asked my reflection for a meaning
A reason to stay here day by day
But he didn’t respond
So I lay down in the pond
And he watched a lifeless corpse float away
I asked my reflection what was happening
A light shown all around, a beaming ray
But he didn’t respond
As he rose out of the pond
And in this barren space with me he lay
Owl
in the dark, soft feathers
small head, large eyes
turning
who?
who?
and I sit, thinking
who?
this unending question of existence
echoed by all of nature
who?
and as I sit
I am submerged
into the dark
into the soft “who?”
and when I come up
I am alone
but fulfilled
peacefully contemplating
who?
Veritas 