Frozen in time, space, and memory
viewing the past in a sort of
picture frame in my mind.
Faces seem spasmodic behind
glass that has cloven
from age and elements.
Memories jaded from each
jagged edge of fragments whose
lines coalesce into spider webs.
Space empty to sight
but heavy in hearts remembrance,
something visual acuity can't help.
Time, in its acquiescence,
leaves questions unanswered
festering in doubt.
Looking through picture frames in my mind
viewing the past that seems frozen
in time, space, and memory.
viewing the past in a sort of
picture frame in my mind.
Faces seem spasmodic behind
glass that has cloven
from age and elements.
Memories jaded from each
jagged edge of fragments whose
lines coalesce into spider webs.
Space empty to sight
but heavy in hearts remembrance,
something visual acuity can't help.
Time, in its acquiescence,
leaves questions unanswered
festering in doubt.
Looking through picture frames in my mind
viewing the past that seems frozen
in time, space, and memory.
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