It is only
When you turn
Your attention away
From yourself do
You truly love
It is only
When then there
You stand naked
Against the elements
Of abject uncertainty
Can you even
Utter the words
I love you
It is then
When you abandon
Yourself making someone
Certainly more important
Than even you
Laying here moments
Ago you asked
What’s your favorite
Memory and thinking
I turned to
You and looked
And looked and
Finally kissed you
And kissed you
And then answered
Those those are
My favorite memories
Sitting here thinking
Not really thinking
More like recalling
Someone that I
Scuttled long ago
After he outstayed
His brief welcome
Why is it
Those we wished
Forgotten somehow surface
Like ghoulish hands
From the graves
Seeking one more
Moment of life
Stay down there
Where you chose
To be and
Not up here
With the living
And the loving
Change is coming
I hear it
In the wind
It’s a far
Off voice calling
Come this way
Or if not
I will come
There to you
Change is coming
I see it
On the horizon
First as clouds
Then as mountains
Stretching higher higher
And dropping sheets
And sheets of
Rain blackening landscape
And then disappearing
Change is coming
Change always comes
It always comes
It always comes
Oh I know
I know that
It is coming
Which is why
I keep staring
Making you uncomfortable
Because I know
I know that
Eventually one day
You will be
Gone and I
I will be
Staring at nothing
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 