can you guess my name?

[kevinbriggs]

in a place
where everyday is just like the last
could you change the future
or could i change the past?
i draw you in
just to breathe you out
for an instant you're a part of me
through my lips; water to a drought.
stir the sands
of time for long lost grief
and find in what you change
the tools the desperate seek.
pick them up
and look at them very well
is this what you were hoping for
which: to hold or to expel?
at a time
when both hands stand steadfast
could i change the future
and could you change the past?