the missing word

Here I awake

missing it 

long days clear up after the short nights

where you are and how far can I see ? 

the words we once most said articulate now by the forgotten time

there is not remorse on this but love

a sort of life we once thought will never be match 

and it is

and will never be

there in front of us the empty crater 

pure as it was when we arrived as will be childish to say

we affected its nature its shape 

its location, is lifted some how and far from modification

is full of stories perhaps one day to mention but today

there is a missing hour and a missing word that do not match the time 

nor our existence 

almost by distance lets say our geometry is peculiar

almost by distance we can say 

we even now

came undone and early.

by The Shortfellow

18/04/14