A reminder
- Lanae Fyne
- Aug 13, 2018
- 1 min read
My mind, a product of confined suffocation
an inhaled dose of carbon dioxide, without the exhale.
i am reminded of my past like old stains in coffee cups,
chipped edges on dinner plates or
empty prescription packets, forgotten about,
then found.
my mind an organ of confusion
a melody of guitar strings
one going screams in echoed rooms
or rain,
on a sunny day.
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