
Why does two years
seem so short
as time measures you gone?
Time.
Infinitely short, yet
excruciatingly
long.
How is it that
sometimes you’re near
when you reside afar?
You.
Elusive and unable
to be summoned here
at will.
Why do they say the
veil is thin when
most times it is not?
And what of the siren’s song within saying ‘this is all you’ve got’?