thoughts
what was going through your head when you met me?
what were you thinking?
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memory
Sandbag
I give the house key to
The new owner and leave
Without looking back.
The last sandbag of
Memory is gone.
The wind is stirring.
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Time and Memory
Life is not all about good things & bad things
Life is also about different things in life, which are part of life
Like surprises, they are also part of life.
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Memories
slowly
letting go..
realizing my memories
of us were only stories
I had written…
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epiphany
our cigarettes
in the dark countryside;
lightning bugs dance
the epiphany of
a new memory, closer
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Conflicts are part of life
Definitely things change,
a lot of things change.
What remains from past in present serve as memory,
the present is left to ascertain future.
Life continues.
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I remember
Time and the memory
of our time in that
room without time,
room without walls.
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Dad and the third man
I could watch Orson Welles speak all night long,
and do, in those deep gravelly sketches I see my dad
and me and light on Harry Lime.
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Inhabitants
The tremble in the heart.
The #sound of key and lock.
So many comings and goings.
Upstairs
Each is
unknown
until it is not.
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Memory lanes
these unevenly paved streets,
cracked well worn concrete,
are fragments of me and
as I walk them, the picture,
in this puzzle, emerges
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