I Remember
Those things
Forgotten
Immersed in
Time
Scathing and
Soothing
All at
Once.
I remember
Conversations overheard
In the gloom of
The other man’s sadness
Within the bone-white boundaries
Of the hospital room
In the silence
Of the polished pew.
I remember
Now;
This minute that I have.
1 comment:
Ah ! Very nice .
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