Death to Me

Death to Me February 13, 2019

Death to Me

Back to the way it was

No worries or cares, just dreams and space

Back to the way we were

When I was young and we were always together


Present: a soft blow)

(Future hits hard

And I coalesce, coag–



Memory presents

one-sided– stiffening,

hide behind what I recall

The truth of bias unearthed


Imagination, fleets

leaves falling to– die

A twisting dance to the tune: what if


“Lady Writing a Letter with Her Maid” by Johannes Vermeer courtesy of

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