Three and Five

New poems by Matthew Young


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    you can’t expect something

    for nothing just like you

    can’t rebuild an old bridge that

    has burned down

    surely a new bridge will be

    constructed where the old one

    stood and it will be sturdier and

    stronger than the last

    and no matter how hard you try

    you’ll never be able to cross over

    that old bridge as it returned back

    into the nothing from where it came

    still the scenery remains to remind us

    the trees dancing on the horizon

    the hum of cool water rushing below

    the song of the sun setting on now

    as we cross that new bridge to the other

    side where we’ve grown so comfortable

    in the certainty of not knowing anything

    except that everything we love must

    return back to nothing to give way

    to a better, stronger love

4 months ago