Memory

May 26, 2010
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A glimpse of childhood here,
A future thought there,
Laughter, lights, and love.
And plenty to spare.

A spattered brain,
Makes a bright spectacle.
For the frazzled fool,
Whose head is exceptional.

No real order,
But memory in plenty.
No real form,
But substance plenty hefty.

Sputtering reminiscence.
Scattering remembrance.
Frayed minds
Don't stand a chance.

For now, experience the show,
One day, when age sets in.
He will surely know.
What it means to have been.





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