Where Do I Go?
I,
I who saw and loved and breathed,
as you do,
as I should now,
where am I now?
Who am I supposed to talk to now?
Lost in ideas too large to understand,
almost nearly just grasping what I should have long ago,
I have no mind of my own, but others live on my eyelashes,
seeing for me,
I cannot know where else I can be,
my mind asks me,
where do I go?