Wednesday, December 11, 2013

The person I don't want to lose

These days I make memories
from magazine cutouts 
and glue.

This world attempts to
drive you out of my mind,
the passing of days.

There is work to do
there are places to be
but just a few hours to dream.

When I cross the house
in the dark to have a glass of water

you're still the person I don't want to lose. 

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