To walk these steps
And watch the world turn empty
Is like a dream
Turned green and strangely sour
To feel this ache
And know, with passing moments,
You won’t forget
This walk or place or hour
To walk these steps
And watch the world change quanta
Is like a tale
You read when you were small
Of magic things
That turn, at last, to sadness,
And loveliness
That’s somehow mixed
In all
