Nowhere, Now Here

if I am nowhere now
than here is like a goodbye
that two children gave me
I saw them running down the street
brother and sister holding hands
looking back at me bashfully to wave
they skipped away and I was back in this world
old friends apologetically offer reason to greet
measure their distance from each other
in vain prostration justify touch or absence of
their hearts somwhere else
or here undecided.