September 2, 2010

after a time, memory

after a time, memory
becomes
an embroidered
thing,
and your smile
a loose thread
to be idly
pulled at
or gingerly tucked in
.
20100902:0750
y

2 comments

One of the best metaphors for this I’ve seen…excellent work I think.

September 2, 2010 - 22:33 y

thank you!! what do you mean, “for this?” (smile)

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