music flowing from speakers next to ceiling, painted the color
of snow, the music itself a memory of five years past, a new
life, a different life, and now five years later, the same music
playing through a computer in my new home, and remember, always
remembering, driving by, remembering looking out the passenger
side window, are the lights on? are the blinds up? is she home?
familiar streets, familiar spaces in space and the mind, and
time, still time, between here and forgetting, between heartache
and numbed pain, time stands before the deepness, quality of
sadness, of missing, and time, ebbs, flows, and trickles, the
sand and gravity, never quickly enough, time just more time,
that's what the doctor ordered, that's all i need, just time |