the brown empty branches

look like family from far away

from close up

you see the space between

      wandering in the fog

      of my own shadow

     feigning disbelief

     that I had no answers

thought I’d seen every photograph

in your album

with a change of lens

memories take a whole new shape

     I should have done more

     if i was willing

     the blowing wind reminds me

    to focus on the space between