Monday, October 25, 2010

Stripes

If I had a scar for every
instant I spent
treasuring a fleeting moment
I would be covered in
thick stark stripes.

If only Time would touch me
with such lasting fingertips-

I would be content to
accept such disfigurement
as an antidote
to my feeble Human
memory

That all too often forgets once
Pondered-
and deeply
Appreciated-
slices of my past.

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