quarry
he is always one step ahead of me
one blink of an eye better
i have chased him across continents
across oceans
and across decades
every time i think i have him
i kick down the door and find
an empty hotel room
except, sometimes, the smallest clue
pointing me in a direction
when i finally do catch him
it will not be because he stumbled
but rather because i have changed
watching, guessing, learning, until finally one day
i know him so well, i can almost feel his thoughts
i can anticipate his next move
i jump ahead of him, this will be the day at last
i step out from the shadows and stare into his eyes
the shock, so alike, he and i
in finding him, i have lost myself
which is also the moment that i realize that he too is chasing someone
a better version of himself
more generous, more loving, and always just out of reach
someone i would have never have had the skills to catch
until now
