Tagged: pleats
perhaps time travels
perhaps time travels
to us when we are sound asleep,
rummages in the
pockets of her pleated skirt
for something to leave behind
.
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the years gather like
the years gather like
pleats, pinned into
place hastily by the
unsteady fingers of
memory, only to
reveal that we are
no closer to
immortality
than we imagined
we would be
.
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