We hold onto these
ideas, these moments
the ones that we think
have made us, have
created this place
we are in, this single spot
in space, in time…we
hold onto them
because we cannot
imagine having nothing
to hold…having our own
selves only, simply, in
order to be who we
are…we hold onto them
thinking that if they are
nothing then we are
no one, thinking that
nothing might be far
too heavy for us to
hold…never understanding
that we arrived here with
nothing…we will go from
here with nothing and
all the ideas and thinking
and moving and dreaming
and having and holding
and seeing and believing
and living…
means nothing and that
we have held nothing,
before we knew it was
heavy…we have held
only ourselves…
and we were
something.