Air
Tre L. Loadholt
6213

Unified

Unified

and then not so

Memory does not let go

And when years pass

and they’re no more

You’ll know what was

and what was only passing

like a stranger on the street

or a vagrant drunken shout

in the dawn

We know what’s important

and what’s not

We hide it well sometimes

My recipe

Forbid your memory to

drive you mad

but let it savor

unities you had

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