crumpled memories
lying in a bin
for times immemorial
made sense
this morning
I doodled thoughts
till they assumed
a familiar face -
pliable memories
reconstructed to fit
in a comfort zone
my life begins to make sense
0nce again….
the faces
lose identity
to become

6 thoughts on “Memories

  1. You never know when you will be given insight into a piece of the puzzle that is your life. I got a visual of what you said. It reminds me of seeing faces or figures in clouds, woodwork, etc. I like how you put this together.

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