night peers into tomorrow
yesterday says goodbye
the belt of oblivion
tightens every cycle...
moons follow moons in a
direct line succession,
blotting out the past not
agreeing with the future,
a backwards glance
a stolen kiss
a figure in the shadows
not understand who, what
when or why... but...
wanting to read the story,
the land of forgotten memories
the evening of restless dreams
a moment or two of despair
that for centuries hung
in our closets with all the
out of season clothes...
vogue has a vague reminder
of what it was or used to be,
when hard drives were
easily restored and hackers
paid attention for fort knox,
we know with certainty how
uncertain life can be when it
is tossed away carelessly
into the next unfortunate day.
October 4, 2024
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