Mind, the Gap, in You.

A broken heart shatters the mind too
makes you forget the past you
whatever broke the moment therein
the future ceases with every whim
an unexpected ghost you become
the limbo bursts your back
a deep knife wound photograph
and someone saying you can
always or never go back
that picture is you
before the cripple inside
before the fear
that created the lie came
into your life
the fear only wanted the mystery
not the real and feeling thing
but you latched on to it like a risk
and risked it all you did
with a heart of pure trust and sensitivity
being that was who you are
your foolish blind love
was the only kind of creativity
you had no secrets that stirred queries
for you were wide open juicy affection
you were you the golden loon
you were you the silly buffoon
and you trusted the lie was the truth
how were you to know
you weren't the lie
you weren't the fear
surely not, you were
a beggar, a pleader, a hopeless believer
seeking communion with desire
forgetting what was before
the want wasn't there.