So long to be here
Only to see it a while and be
Counting the leaves here
Frozen in summer and blackened to be
Drawing a line around it in the wind

I touched the ground there
Folded and settled into the hill
She coughed without thinking
Tangled a line around something to be
I hope that I see it before it sees me

If you don't know what to see
How are you supposed to look into any
Thing or all of it now
Now that it's too long
And gone

The water made it
Wandering and difficult to breathe
It goes without saying
Sometimes it's better to say it in case
The words I were thinking weren't mine in the least

The sun don't come here
Over the dark side of the ground
And all of our flowers
Are eaten by slugs if they manage to stand
Up to the dark that it all covered and

If you don't know what to see
How are you supposed to make a safe retreat?
Follow the water upstream
Knowing it's too long
And gone