catch and release

so hard to hold
hard to let go
its miles apart
just a stone throw

breathe it in
and spit it out
i am so sure
so full of doubt

grasp tight
an empty fist
lose sight
in clearing mist

do you see?
what i mean
really sober
creatin' a scene

read into it?
a bit of tease
the disconnect
catch and release

Now as the words just dissolve,
unable to move a mind
unwilling to break a resolve.

It’s not in clever words, I realize,
where I seek my riddles,
where I seek my prize.

Is there less truth in trite?
any less metal in rusting iron,
than in gold polished bright?

I ’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody, too?
Then there’s a pair of us—don’t tell!
They ’d banish us, you know.

- Emily Dickinson

Every person, all the events of your life, are there because you have drawn them there. What you choose to do with them is up to you.