Un-memory

Together they focused on the only visible light.

 

They were caught in an intentional gust of wind.....

and they soared, it was all part of the plan.....

each with one eye open....their mind's doors shut tight.

A lingering stubborn rigidity....

So..... That was the problem.........

Next time..... There's always a next time.

We will tell ourselves anything to stem the blood flow......

 

Hindsight is..... an unwelcome guest.

The problem was always that we were two.... not three.

 

We were in such a hurry to get nowhere............