it's hard to hide
the mind's eye
the heart's desire

empty, searching
dwelling in the space between
sometimes things just need to be

what they are
without explanation
sometimes the heart needs to rest

in the imperfection
the messiness of life
feel the full weight of the present

hidden under the clothes
of the past and future
hopes, dreams, fears, nightmares

behind laughter ends
raw emotion begins
escape to silence

the unknown glaring
gaping an empty quarry
water wearing away

dissolving resolve.