Tagged: memory cells

perhaps months,

perhaps months,
years from now, these
days will become
foggy, it’s how our
minds insist on
playing games with
our hearts – now you see
me, now you don’t

we have no choice as
witnesses, obligated
to make out every
fine detail in the
heightened haze

about joy, it still

about joy, it still
comes – though
there are gatekeeper
cells screening the
signals to form new
memories, forging
a path to
manage the pain