it’s amazing how difficult it is
getting away
the whole of it, even in parts, is always so close
a word or two away
a mention of a name
places I’ve been and continue to go
even though it’s all so different
now even though it was before as well
why does it seem a lifetime ago
but also yesterday
I’m coming around to my previous self
or maybe a new and improved version
yielding, all the while moving forward
not taking time to regret
and trying not to remember
except early morning before anything
it’s impossible then
that time between
which is probably what it always will be