There is 4 of ThemA Poem by Davidgeoand one of them you cannot touchyou cannot meet me at a place without a time or really be anyone at all in a time without a place of the four of them they are all my favorite of the four of them the up and down of them of what we live embedded in to the left and the right of us from the four of them out from the in behind's of me upon me then from the straight ahead's of me there is always something i just cannot grasp something almost constantly in passing something i always see it something just behind of me and then right there just in front of me but never quite, right here mostly like a memory i still always feel it but never just, right now sorta like a prediction that can never happen something always never quite really anything anywhere at all ever (right now) like the whisper of a dream quietly passing in an instant through the dead of night (right here) © 2018 DavidgeoAuthor's Note
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