it just stands there, half open. a forgotten task
the gap - a question? the answer? a break.
and while you pause, you stare
the question you don't dare to ask is
the statement you're afraid to make.
a coming, the going. a forgotten touch
hustle and bustle, disheartened departure
and while you paused, you lost trust
when courage is too hard, a handle is a crutch
hold your breath! the arrow fools the archer.