SOMETHING

I want to show you something
But there is nothing of the old lake left
Nothing of the neolithic river that ran to it
Nothing of a something
That seemed to lead to somewhere

Cut to
My father in his panama
The sunlight halo
His face in obscurity

Cut to
My ex-wife stepping down
To where neon flickers

We had made a child
Losing the baby unravelled us
Unmade all meaning
As if meaning was something
And something was needed

We made two children more
I felt unworthy of them all their lives
Terrified they'd find me out
And run off and join the one that got away

Cut to
The old lake's shadow
And the ochre cutting where the river left
Nothing but this thousand year story
About something