GONE

Where?

Where did you go?

I looked.

I looked for you,

but you were gone,

gone away.

I didn't know where,

I didn't know why.

Am I gone?

Gone far away?

Perhaps,

yes, perhaps it is me

who is gone, far away.

I'm sorry,

I'm sorry I don't know

who is gone.

Is it both of us?

But you are beside me,

now.

Where,

where did you come from?

I looked,

I searched,

you were gone.

And when you looked,

and when you searched,

I was gone.

Why?

How could we be gone,

and not ever leave?

-Aric Cavan