Tag: writer

Mind and memory,

can I forget myself

in the smoke, a thought bends

like light through a prism,

no matter what way it turns

it’s always different, my memory

filtering through, grasping to

keep my self separate from

my dreams. Lost.

Snow packed, dreams drifting.

I opened the package, the tape

stuck to my fingers, the debris of

plastic bubbles and cardboard within

cardboard. Unwrap, unpack,

inside, something I knew was going

to arrive.