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(mom)
every night I
escape from my body
and dig galleries in
the cryogenic clay of
the autumn sky
looking for hiding places
of my childhood,
looking for you.
(dad)
that night you
entered my room
and opened windows
engraved into the
tranquil landscape
while I talked with you
half asleep,
holding you to this world.
(memories)
november darkness
with its tints and
tangible depths
evokes contours
of summer
on the walls
whispering
stories you used to
tell me
once upon a time
every night I
escape from my body
and dig galleries in
the cryogenic clay of
the autumn sky
looking for hiding places
of my childhood,
looking for you.
(dad)
that night you
entered my room
and opened windows
engraved into the
tranquil landscape
while I talked with you
half asleep,
holding you to this world.
(memories)
november darkness
with its tints and
tangible depths
evokes contours
of summer
on the walls
whispering
stories you used to
tell me
once upon a time
First version October 2012, updated November 2013.
© 2012 - 2024 helice93
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This is one of those things that I think has as little attention as it does because not many people will understand it. I do, in my own way, and I love it.