This is my state of missing,
My left right left
Shuffling to a lone beat
Far off in the distance
With tightly bound vacationers
In a cold and windy coastal retreat.
I’m a window shopper
With four empty pockets.
I’m a full stomach
And nowhere I call home.
Into the faintest scents of memories
The world whispers it’s answers
Up and beyond leftover thought
That faintly caress hovering fading light
[Past shuffling feet
That arch through cobblestones
Past empty mouths
That gape wide at silent sidewalks]
Like smoke in humid shadows
With careful fragmentations floating
Full of unanswered love letters
That lingering gospel subdues
With spoken promises
A shifting presence marks its space
With hidden answers carved into air
Whirl winds here collapse time
And carry fading light into darkness