Tagged: memories

no vessel is deep

no vessel is deep
or wide enough to carry
the memories that

blossom and eventually
drop from their heavy branches
.
20230422:0839
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we were head over

we were head over
heels hooked on making each other
laugh, if that is not

platonic soulmate-making
stuff, then we don’t know what is
.
20230101:2218
y

the scent of soap and

the scent of soap and
lotion, interrupted by
that of the waters

from the canal – a curious
mixture, even for a poodle
.
20221019:1747
y

cities are always

cities are always
under construction – around
the corner, in and

out of alleyways, right in
front of your best memories
.
20221017:2208
y

carrying only

at the edge of sleep,

at the edge of sleep,
i am waiting for one of
your memories to

pull me down deeper, or is it
one of my memories, dead weight
.
20220630:0143
y

we collect memories

we collect memories
in irregularly-sized
vessels, in the hope

that they will not leak, find their
way out, look for something more
.
20220601:2010
y

wanting some things that

wanting some things that
don’t make sense is a trademark
happening – we yearn

for the possibilities
closest to impossible
.
20220523:2123
y

in the hushed pockets

in the hushed pockets
behind the front teeth, the taste of
salt when the tears still

come after twelve years, looking
up at the five-day-old moon
.
20220205:2315
y

we stand at the edge

we stand at the edge
of christmas eve, sorting through
baubles of memories

augmented through time, letting
our most genuine light pass through
.
20211224:2010
y