i wanted this place

i wanted this place to be a repository
for all the moments that
would not quite stack up in my mind-

the kind of memories that stand together
like newly introduced strangers
shuffling with softly pocketed hands.

***

the things we saw

forming

on our flesh that morning

***

traveling out
of a town we did not yet comprehend
green belt horizons
flying past like spokes on a bike:

we knew then
that the worst was yet to come.

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