Tagged: images

it’s the way the sun

it’s the way the sun
meets the curtains every
morning to scatter
light, exposing
a dream
as a dream –
images shift,
the mind levels up –
running towards
or away always
leads back home
.
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time is chaotic –

where are your

where are your
glasses now
that you are not
here
to wear them?

i can see them so clearly:

riding on the chest
of a tourist

dangling between
slim fingers in a bakery

hiding
underneath a pillow

suntanning
by the windowsill

or lined up like
abandoned things
in the top drawer of
your corner desk
still waiting

when was the last
time you
touched them?
.
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