Poetical interlude 2

Resurrect the past?
I can’t.
Why?

Because a moment does not last
and every blink of
eye

takes it further away.
Even as my brain
pretends

it happened yesterday,
I must lay the ghost to rest;
it ends.

Life delivers a new
second, minute,
hour

not a dream. Better to undo
the latch so crazy birds
devour

nothing more of me.
Show them the door so I am
free.

(January 8, 2011)

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