A Great Way to Displace Unwanted Matter
Poem about Memory
Fume
Fret
Fumble over hands that fail
to pay attention where needed
Yesterday we all but shared
Tonight stand alone is the order
Fumble
Easy words stick in the throat
Fret
joy turns to insomnia
Fume
Don’t leave well enough alone
Pull your fears toward
Toward…
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photograph by Grzegorz Mleczek