if i am lost for a day
try to find me
all of the things that i thought
were so easy
just got harder and harder
each day
december is darkest
in june there's the light
but this empty bedroom
won't make anything right
but out on the landing
a friend i forgot
to send home
who waits up for me
all through the night.

if there is an ocean in front of you
blanketed on all sides by dense fog

do you blindly careen forward
risking a swim in the unknown

or

do you stand in your safe place on the shore
and refuse to get your toes wet?

[and, at this point in your life, you are not a very good swimmer].

numb words form a long letter
in my head on the drive home

[i know them all by heart]

things i will never say
until it is too late.