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Only One Remembered
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Poems 2005 Iridescent images shatter and fade
longing for the caress of the one who got away;
often remembered to be forgotten.
Venturing further backwards in time
everything will be alright.
In front of you lays the golden child of hope; if
only the child were not dead in her mothers womb.
Under the stars we cry.
Already the world has become brighter --
nearly blinding in its stride for fulfillment.
Down is the only way we wish to go.
Angles were never quite as sharp
lying on that stupid futon
wishing time would hold still for just 10 more minutes.
Already memories are hiding. Maybe in a
year they will pay a visit,
stinging as fiercely as yellow jackets.
Is, as they say, this really the cat's meow?
Living with the future mapped out in the stars,
loving the one lost long ago?
For they are the only one
remembered.
