POEM - We

you followed me

across everything

despite warnings

better judgment

I followed you

through everything

amidst heartache

serious injuries

if that was all there was it would be something

not a lot, but something to talk about at times

if that was all there was, I wouldn't write this

I wouldn't really care or need to

instead it is a Jackson Pollock painting

everything is thrown up on the canvas

all of it is there, all at once, and it changes

depending upon which way you hang it

despite warnings, better judgment

amidst heartache, serious injuries

across and through everything

we walked together