it's hard to imagine that you're nowhere
that nothing you've done has ever
really mattered.
when you were younger
clueless & in love (with someone):
skipping rocks across the surface
of the Saginaw River
seemed like a good thing to do
while considering life.
each rock represented a career
a choice
a good feeling skipping
across a glossy surface.
you never thought then
no, not once
that your life would be the embodiment
of a hundred rocks... dirty, stained, cracked
pieces of the earth
touched but only once
long forgotten about.
and now i can't remember myself.
that nothing you've done has ever
really mattered.
when you were younger
clueless & in love (with someone):
skipping rocks across the surface
of the Saginaw River
seemed like a good thing to do
while considering life.
each rock represented a career
a choice
a good feeling skipping
across a glossy surface.
you never thought then
no, not once
that your life would be the embodiment
of a hundred rocks... dirty, stained, cracked
pieces of the earth
touched but only once
long forgotten about.
and now i can't remember myself.