I can't begin to tell you how I feel
about all the people I have loved
who have died.
It is like a great big bottomless chasm
that is airless, where no words exist,
and when I try to find it, reach into it,
it becomes even more airless
and wordless.
It is like trying to reach out
and touch my shadow.
What can I say?
I don't know?
We said everything.
And we loved each other.
Because we did.
And then we didn't.
And we said nothing.
Because we didn't.
There is nothing left to say.
But I want to.
It's just that I no longer know how.
With you.
I had a day dream
With you in the main scene,
what do I do with that now?
