“Searcher”

By Joseph Hesch

Searcher, aren't you?
Too many times not even
knowing what for.
And, if you found it,
there's a chance you'd say
screw it
and walk out the door.
Why do we make it so hard
to live a life of ease?
Why does life find it easy
to hide the what, the who,
the why we may need?
And so I'm left to wonder
in black sans serif tracks
on this white well-worn path,
will we ever find the other,
or just a mirror that shows
the search was us
searching for us
all along.