We can't go back, pick up, pieces
Anymore
Than we can jump ahead
To when we
Were nowhere
Together.
It was just right
After I left
A landing, a ledge
Caught me
You fell past me
In a dream
Blood-stained hands
Grasping.
There was a river.
The sound conjures the divide
How it carries those times
And places
Elsewhere.
You got carried away
I took another way
Anyone's guess
To the sea,
ultimately
Never again
One
and the same.
Painting by David Cox -' On the Conway River, North Wales' - Google Art Project, date unknown in Public Domain via Wikimedia Commons. .
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