Five days and thirty-five years.
moments and newness
and history and
frost edged memories
not sure if they're real or
created from the cast of characters
and sets that I remember.
Digging deep into the storage of my
awareness
to find pictures of people as they were.
As they are.
Interesting
as one ages.
when I was a kid, I'd look at a person that was
the age that
I
am
now
and be sure
they just don't get it.
How could they?
They're
O L D.
No comments:
Post a Comment