‘the riddle of here’
We’re looking.
For something so simple.
So simple, that we can’t hold it in our hands.
Or in our heads.
So we look to him.
To her.
To them.
To there.
We look to everywhere but here.
To when.
To then.
But not to now.
It’s hidden just beyond our cleverness.
So we presume it’s out there.
But perhaps it’s in here.
We’re looking.
For something so simple.
So simple, that we can’t hold it in our hands.
Or in our heads.
So we look to him.
To her.
To them.
To there.
We look to everywhere but here.
To when.
To then.
But not to now.
It’s hidden just beyond our cleverness.
So we presume it’s out there.
But perhaps it’s in here.
[words by Nic from the SHORT WORD Series]
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