i want that

we want the things
we need
or think we need.
it's what pushes us through
the rain.
digs us
out of the snow.
shower and shave, put
on clean
clothes. we pursue
each day of our lives
what's missing
and when it's done,
when the end
looms large like a boiled
sun on the horizon
we wonder
what now, what next.
what else could I have
done rather than chase
these things that I
thought I needed,
fought for and won.