Corners

I turned a corner the other day.

And everything was different.

The sounds. The light. Birds. Trees

Everything.

Different good.

But still different.

And I am unsure…

Of what is next.

What is around the next corner.

I know I will be there

When I get there.

But where is there?

What is there?

I turned a corner the other day.

I knew it would happen

Eventually.

And some things are missing.

Things I liked.

Things that liked me.

But suddenly they aren’t

There. Anymore.

And the funny thing about corners is

They can’t be found once they are turned.

The there is no longer here.

And here is no longer there.

They’re kind of confusing

And a little exciting.

Corners.