We Travel Alone

once there was
but no more it seems
as life sleeps its way
our of most of us
and wee appear
differently from
one year to the next
but, there is
really no change;

once we were
but no more and
life lives at the
bottom of thoughts
as we play pool
with the ones
we can beat...
laugh it off and
continue until
no more laughs
come out of us
and, it is time
for us to retire;

once, it could
have been but
no more as looking
back offers
no solutions and,
if it did,
too late for us
to change I fear...
or,
so they say
at the cafe
down the block
after buying
cheap meals
and receiving free
coffee refills;

once, it was real
but no more
yet the real was
true and honest
and was given
because,
it could be so,
whether needed

or not, still
we knew it
was there;

once, it all mattered
and life left us
homeless with
illusions of how
if might have been
for some...
and those,
were the lucky ones
but,
for the rest of us
we travel alone.

17Sept16