Shorts

What would it have been
or be
I wonder
to have found it
to have had it
and then
to have lost it?

I imagine
it is easier
this way:

to have never
found it,
to have never
had it

at all.

I hope that one day you understand
what I am talking about
when I say
there is no such thing
as going
too far.

by the silence
as I watch a spider
skitter
across the kitchen floor

a worn smile dangles
from my lips
as my memory turns
to her

If you come with me
to the edge
I will push you

I will throw you
clean off
without a second thought

and as you go over
tumbling
through the air
I will not be wondering,
like you,
"Why?"

 

in the fading light
I watched her go, with tears
building in my eyes