It is what it was
That fracture of a moment
That fractal of a picture
Fixed points in time
Timeline of a hairline fracture
Contents of the skull
And there’s something to be said
For the living curation
An ever-evolving, rotating, movement of the scene behind the window(s)
Bless that present
Guidance for the image being captured
that we may see it clearly when we see it next
But for the history, leave it intact
Do not disturb the mess
Leave my misspellings alone
It’s all part
It’s all a part
It’s all apart
And if I’m no longer around to tell it,
Then I want to be all around to speak it
Show it like this
Words like that
Here it is, here is me
That very second
These thoughts
Those exact feelings
And ain’t it just…
It is what it was.
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