I am here, then I am lost
From the corners of your eyes
Without a word, worth passing along

I am here for your seconds of blame
When the spine-crushing weight of the world
Leaves you passionless and dead

But I become rising smoke
When you’re warm in your bed
And “What more do I need?”
Is your endless refrain

Gone
In the space between seconds
When life offers meaning
And you are flowing with drive