Day Light by mindgallery
The path traversed steep slopes
angled at varying
degrees
and when it became too heavy
as loads often do
we broke it
down into a million
megabytes of
frozen
memories
*
And when black turned to blue
and the moonlight was
through
you were
gone
in the morning all i saw was
water under the
bridge
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And here we are with megabytes of frozen memories of poems past (and an orange jellyfish perpetually suspended in time).
