Where do we go from here?
You ask
As I stand bent
tying my shoes
Dusk descends you say
Rest we must
What’s the point?
I say
we started with lethargy in our bones, anyway.
Where do we go from here?
you say
as we sit there
drinking in the aged sunlight in solitude
Where do we go from here?
I say
as our hands lay content in our laps.
Where do we go from here?
you say
as you lie down and start counting the shy stars
Where do we go from here?
I say
as I rest my head
on the edge of the cliff
listening to the wild snoring beneath.
Where do we go from here?
you say
as you set up camp.
Where do we go from here?
I say as I light the fire.
Where do we go from here?
We go onward and beyond,
We go home.
…now that you’re here
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