one thousand words flow out of me
when I see that photograph,
lingering around in my memory,
moving from one year to the next
chronological and all...
pardon me, if I seem to be ignoring
my memories are calling me
out to play a little...
look inside my thoughts if you will,
find the wagers I have kept
in my back pockets...
borrowed time is calling me
and I have no answers,
save the photograph to share,
if that is acceptable?
wealthy with you beside me, I am
floating in the universe
aware of nothing
fearing it all will come tumbling
down upon me and my photo.
stand aside and let me pass,
let me step into the image
and disappear inside forever.
December 4, 2024
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