MOMENTOS

we don’t talk so often anymore
and you are miles away
but I hope you know
that you remain my home

and lately I've been feeling 
homeless

M O M E N T O S

I'm lucid - somewhere between
awake and asleep
talking to myself
a lot

fragments fermenting in ferocious furious

dementia distributing drainage

forever forgetting

fragrant form

regrets and that which I cannot change - won't change
beckoning betrayal, disciplining the damage

hanging on to her soap on a rope
gazing into the contour
in awe

screen gem - seeing them

in a different world

out there - somewhere

safe

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