Memory

memory

memory
is bitter black coffee
always tracing
the was against
the wish it was.
moments
are pages yellowed
in time’s acid –
edges crumble,
feeling lost.
i return
as my own ghost,
translucent and silent,
remember everything
and then forget.


Syd Weedon
May 8, 2012


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