there is...

here and there is now no rippling
tides or rumors how what ever comes
will come at best we know the feces
lie in rest - we can’t go back or
make it right - do what
gets you through
the night

what
happens on

a morrow day matters not if
your away - saw the dregs you
had to weigh not a clue of
words relay

so

hapless

for

dear
soul as I
for knew you as

surely I

it wasn't me..! it wasn't you..!

but I was truely
hurt because it was
likely I'd never
see

and

I knew that
you knew that I knew that