Monday, August 9, 2010

blurred edges

his face has all but
faded from my memory-
fuzzy pictures cloud the mind
and the only real ones
are unreal,
blue hair and half-smiles

not how I try to remember
him and how he was

it feels somehow wrong
to not remember his face-
to not remember much more than
a light in his eyes
and that curled-up edge of his lips
when he smiles crookedly

it feels almost like a fading memory-
like HE is a fading memory
and I cannot decide if
that is OK or not...

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