Clarity

Assuming this is October

time and leaves change

but not the sound of

your voice calling me

to come closer for clarity

amongst the beauty

we once seen and loved.

How life has been these past years

is not quite what we envisioned

it’s more difficult to scribble

when all I can do is

stare at a blank piece of paper

trying to recall thoughts that rumbled

like an old freight train going nowhere

and realizing unremembering is like

watching a stream of tears

in the wilderness seek the sea.

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