Trying Again

A mastermind

Or genuine

I don’t know which

And

There will be little joy

In finding out

If I wrong? 

If I’m finally right?

But that’s what trying again is like.

find me

i must find myself..
within the very mazes,
of your past tense.
whatever was remembered ago.

i must find myself…
where i did exist
where i wondered and whispered:
think of me.

i am no stranger.
i knew you.
is that not enough
to find where i never was
until now.