I saw your chair
and said to myself
she has slipped out for a while
she has gone on a journey
and all the things you said
the times you kissed a bruise
and whistled away a fear
your wise words
and your warm side
they were as fresh to me
as tomorrow is
today has just borrowed you
you are only out of one sight
and so I see you
with my other eyes
and align myself
with the quiet things here
that await you
a journey is only a step or two
you will never be further away
than that









21 old applause
