Fleeting by Richard VinceYou never really arrived, but
I mourn your departure
All the same.
Some part of me wants you
To know this: to know
That you were significant,
If only for a
Fleeting moment.
This is my speciality:
Spinning out the briefest of
Moments, however mundane,
Into a long thread that slowly
Strangles me and binds me
Firmly to the past.
I remember what I should
Forget, and forget what
I want to remember.
It seems I go through life
Facing the wrong way:
I need to learn to ignore
The past and look
To the future.
01/21/2014 Posted on 04/04/2014 Copyright © 2023 Richard Vince
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