Friday, April 27, 2012
Dirty Clothes Hamster ?
Its meaning now forever locked away
With the death of a friend
In a moment forgotten
But its memory is not
It exists, yet! It is not
Languishing to a point of no concern
A moment shared with a friend
Who is no more
And then not quite forgotten
Memory has its own time
As far away as that moment is, In time
How close to living is the memory of life?
Yet from this point on
In the time of memory
Attainable only through the auspicious
Of that which it is suspended in Memory
Incidental cast away
The Beach Littering, detritus of life
Common as leaves in the grass
Uncommon as a fossil record
More common than sense
Suspended in the Tesseract Field
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