What is there
To say,
to listen to.
talk it over
and sort out.
To recollect,
recognize
blotched faces.
Hold on to them
or let slip
in cascade of time.
Wander in search.
To imagine
having found
massacred moments.
March a funeral
never to talk about
or talk only to explain
and be together.
Suddenly
to hear a word
that makes you run scot-free.
To sit back
clean down
greasy gossamers,
to bait past
with shredded souvenir
hook it up, and
put on display.

© Copyright, Tina Rathore.

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