tucked into the best

October 6, 2016

tucked into the best
of memories are
unnameable aches,
ones that by chance
graze you in the
middle of the night,
so that you are
unexpectedly
awake in the
dark, feeling
for the tape measure
you keep in your
nightstand drawer,
right next to the
wind-up flashlight,
weapons of self-
defense for
mitigating pain
with enough
workable data
.
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