Sunday, November 1, 2020

Tripping Nostalgic

 

I find myself lost yet again
in the mist of remembrance

A respite from the current indifference
infecting my mundane existence

This shadow oasis of soothing simplicity
may soon be my permanent residence
as I selectively shed the bad memories
til all that remains for down sized me
is a rose colored sanctuary



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