is – does not understand,
could –
(possibility – not yet defined?).
inside the paradigms of his reality,
now is real.
(if you have now, was no longer matters).
how odd –
to be,
yesterday.
quite full of what was,
and what mattered,
and even – what if,
but never as necessary,
or as current,
as – what is!
sad,
don’t you think?
requiems for want,
not yet realized;
but not one single tear for had…
(how quickly we forget).
oh to be that breath of air
you take; essential as – must,
to have…
to enter into – the all of you –
to become as close,
as one –
to two…
if just for one moment –
to live in your thoughts –
feel the memories –
encounter your – you!
i would give a thousand
could of been’s –
for just one – is,
a lifetime of – life –
for a moment of – living…
oh how must it feel –
to be the addiction,
for once,
not the addict!
into the maddening sea –
head first –
eyes – wide-open…
where did it go?
my foothold.
the ledge seemed oh so strong,
and me,
myself,
and i,
so little of not much-at-all…
drowning now –
sadness so deep –
no rope of hope –
no walking on this water…
where did you go?
sweet child of mine.
i held your hand,
but you held the beat of my heart.
standing too close to the edge 