sonder

Someone keeps walking by

A living ghost of a shadow

But when I turn my eye

There is nothing but my reflection bathed in light, and try as he might, he cannot glow bright enough for me to see past the cherry blossom tree still remembering for me.

Someone walked by again

Could be a foe

Could be a friend

The clouds have rolled back in to hasten the night, but again I am staring into my own light, and I think I’m alright until the sirens start to shake my heart, yet hold me apart.

Someone real starts

Their truck

Or their car

But they’re gone so fast, and I couldn’t look away from all the things I took accountability for, though I shouldn’t have, and learned when I tried that I wouldn’t have.

Two men walk past

Talking low

Speaking fast

All I see is a smile back at me from somewhere inside, where numerous times I tried to be, to just like the wind unwind trying to look never trying to find.

A dog walks past

It reminds me of something

A stone to uncast

That guilt isn’t visible in the glint of the tangible, but it’s allowable and understandable that the glare coming from the stare is far more palpable.

Someone walks by

Could be a girl

Could be a guy

Not a someone to everyone, not a someone to me, but in their reality they are where they ought to be, and oughtn’t I focus on the no-one they are afraid to see?

Someone walks by

I know they are there

I know I know I

Know I

Know

I…