
Time is brutal to colors and memories
Broken and fading places stay real
Nothing healed
No comfort
Just a place of lonely pain and lost words
twisted into failed love
unspoken.
Reflex
Remember
knowing the bite of Springtime dew
melted into sweat by noon.
Lean
Lift
quenching first a needy heart
then walking daily weighted dues
Collapse
Captivate
a wanting window found inside
lost then captured by the moon.
White life speeds unimpeded by lights, flashes
History on their side
Fear not pulsing
Violently staying in their lanes, views
Blind and asleep.
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