A 100 days later
after the fog lifted off the grass.
after the cemetery tomb's yawning

the flask had emptied
the butterflies were stilled
with pins inside them
I think I remember now.
I remember. I
remember.

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every thought ( Read more... )

how does someone
compare current events
to the past to understand and find meaning
when
he has no real
memories to compare them with?

when he feels an empty vessel
unfilled
unknown
empty
bottomless pit

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