with a worn fingernail, time

with a worn fingernail, time
finally has a good hold
on the corner
of that last memory
composed of your
lips and why we
could not resist,
slowly peeling
back the stickiness
of six months,
coaxing away the
old hinges with care.
even then, the castoff
recollection curls around
the edges, leaving
behind a brand new
level of distant

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