Follow through

by jad

after plot

i reflect on ideas

i had

about us

you and i

we were going to do

something

we didn’t

i don’t

know what i thought

i don’t

think what i knew

 

i shrug

 

i’ll understand later

i assume

like finding the lost keys to a car

long sold

there is nothing to do

and besides

only the sun announces

its intentions

and does exactly that which it promises

i don’t.