is it here
or is it there
that lays the heart
open and so bare
or could it be
the places
in between
the little holes
that call us
to them
those spots
that went
nearly unnoticed
sometime before
that underscore
an unknown need
for something
never clearly seen
beyond the trees
behind the clouds
or over the horizon
search forever
the motive
finally a realization
that what
needs be found
is found
inside
...ahhh, well, uhhh, what i mean is, uhhh what i'm sayin' man is, you know, like, uhh, this pome, ahh, like i don't know what to say, like you know whut i mean?, eh?, can you feel me?...if you keep this up, i'm gonna quit writing!
