Sadness Strength

This sadness grows stronger and stronger
with just a little help
this belly button
is pulled along
walking and running
in the right step
in the right place

This sadness grows fonder and fonder
with just a little help
training of a glutton
fantasy and dreaming
pretense no longer carried on

This weeping grows purer and purer
as the ice undulates
hoof prints widen
slush- hush

This sadness grows stronger
everyday
with the seed of my existence.

Now

As change overtakes like a tide,
the moon runs and the sun sticks out its tongue;
and like a reed forced above this tension
the river rages and carries on
time this time in our minds.