it is always awkward being me
whilst others –
have aspired and perspired
just to reach an unknown top

we want worlds
where the language spoken
is understood,
and it is one that suits us

when she went away
all i wanted to do was grieve
all i wanted to do,
was feel all of my loss

looks difficult
present time,
with traces of lime
ladders,
and mountains to climb

dare i explore,
head out, over the pass
back around,
and towards the coast

here i am about to
or at least close to half a century age
and what have i learned?

i feel disconnected –
from what went before
the past is –
just foreign law