Never There


Speeding through life

splitting each moment in two

each one so small it is almost

non-existent

Left all in our wake

pushed behind us as though it was

never there

We can’t turn around

to notice if something is

lost

a tiny bit caught

in the dragging net

carried by our sinking time

No

pressing forward

hurdling harder than the wind can push

But before we bow out

Maybe

it will stop

if even for a moment

the anchor drops

and silence

abounds