I've lost something
again on winding roads

something
I never knew
that I could lose

I lost it
under my nose

between bridges
and deep rivers
it rests

a treasure
just beyond sight

I had it
I had it
I want it back

through mud
rapids and caves

the scent
is still there
the scent

of a ******
****** shard

this mad hunger

when
when shall I know it?
the peace of completion?