Lost in the Memory
I am lost in the memory
Between what was, what could be,
And what is.
A situation impossible to fix:
My own Rubik's ruby.
Thoughts too far away to foresee
Leave me shocked—wishing to flee
My death wish.
No contemplation survives amidst
So it is, in this spot so tiny,
That I continue lost until a thought reminds me
That I am still in the mist
That I continue lost in the memory.
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