When What Became Why

There in my corner For a good long cry Stapling pieces back together From our once, then, side by side Head full of hardness Feeling empty throated dry Struggling for the answers of When What becomes Why Here in the summer Of a solitary tide Wishing for a hurricane To blow away your pride Break the dam that holds the river Chase the clouds from the sky Erase the inkplot explanations of When What becomes Why There in your pastured field Might you dare let out a sigh Allow for a quick glance back From the shooing of the fly And know that nothing easy comes If you refuse to try To keep love new, all for you When What becomes Why