Tagged: 86

unimaginably

unimaginably
there is still color
here – eighty-six days later

but as these things go,
there is some
withering, a methodic
fading
, and yesterday,
we noticed that we
cast longer shadows
.
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on the calendar that begins

on the calendar that begins
with you, we have
marked through eighty-six
mornings and countless nights.
i have already put away every
orchid that grew old and
every bud that did not
open. i will hold onto
these memories as if they
were ashes that did not
make it into your tomb
.
20100515:1404
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eighty-six days later, we still

eighty-six days later, we still
prefer to keep the vital
signs just out of
focus
, like putting on
Spring, codifying
silences, leaning on
simple mathematics to
make up the difference
between having
and not
having you
.
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