Tragicomedy

by on May 31, 2015 :: 0 comments

Your need
Is my need
Is not
Our need
Or not need now
If ever
No
I can’t say never
Was it you
I thought I knew?
All that murk
We blundered through –
Youth, inexperience, no common language,
Adrift in seas of unplumbable depth –
And now, on the shore,
I take step after step.
Don’t look back, I think.
What was, is not.
And yet,
I can’t forget
What might never have been.

editors note: Step lightly or blunder boldly; need never, but does. - mh clay

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