Friday, November 15, 2013

What the heart wants

You move fast,
at a steady pace,
always farther

from the universe
I can touch
or hold against my chest,

When I find you nowhere,
I'll tell the story of
how I've been emptied.

I go over all the things
lost or gone the past year
night and once again

trying to retrieve
every memory of you -
dusty or broken

so I know where they belong,
so they can't be erased
or overwritten.

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