Within Without

What next, I said

What next for us in the huge wide world

Out past the highways of this country, over the oceans, and through all the loves this universe could muster up to trip us

What next.

We’ve conquered nothing

Here

But it’s been picked over

By far defter, daintier hands than ours

Torn unintentionally by those who came before

We should pick up and go

We can claim the dark parts in our souls later

While we bum our hazy shady way through the

Byways of this world

We’ll find ourselves, I’m sure.

Within us or without, we’re there

Ready to be found later

When the time is right

When there’s less to be seen because so much

Has been explored

When we’re sitting in front of the TV,

So ready to let go of those memories and that

Animas that made us run

Will we realize the unsayable truth of our souls.

That there is no lesson of life besides this one:

We eventually forgot to look for the significance.