Settle

Are you the one onto whom
silence and dreams unfold?

If you can let go –
can bear to wait
someone will happen
that you won’t see coming

For a time we were
other than ourselves

For a time we loved
being-for-another

There was truth in it somehow;
something deeper

still

And if it was all a show,
at the curtain call
each of us will know
the thrill of avoidance,
or reinvention