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form

there’s a life
somewhere in there
a past tense of life
a life lived in albums

there was a time when we could just tuck them away. the pictures.
forget about them, their colors, their scent, their laughs.
just stick them in plastic pages.
never look at them again.
easy to forget.

lies! memories are as vivid as a damp print.

I don't want to click, don't want to like anymore. I don't want to play, to pretend, to go through, to please, to ease. to laugh when it's appropriate, shut up when it's expected.

today I'll do it. that's what I always say, today. and then I forget why.

I wanted more meaning, more structure
a form of some kind to help me heal
I was thinking, the pyramid kind
that always draws the eye
but I’m not that kind
of architect

Comments

Patty O'Green said…
I'm not that kind of architect either ;)