I saw you last
Night again last night
Not really met you
But certainly saw you
Sitting across from me
Just sitting here talking
And somewhere between work
And life between cereal
And juice it happened
The normal cadence of
Things when two things
Only know one thing
And that thing happens
I will meet you
One day until then
What is the pain
Called that is silent
Is it the wind
The wind moves along
Lonely and by itself
Having been one place
And then another bumping
Into things changing some
Making no difference to
Itself
The only voice that
I hear now is
My own bouncing off
Of the empty walls
Of my heart empty
That is except for
Etched scrawls reminding me
Who was here before
Having just run in
Or out of I
Suppose the rain which
Suddenly started after you
Said your last goodbye
Followed me in or
Out of I suppose
That same damn rainy
Place called broken hearts
Oh now come on
Just one little step
That’s right stand up
Here take my hand
There you are here
We go now we’re
Dancing just you and
Me surrounded by others
They’re not looking at
You but I am
As you read these
Words and spin and
Dip and so gleefully
Abandonedly so happily laugh
HARLAN DIDRICKSON 