Memory, No. 7
mixed media on paper, 2017
26" x 40"
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When sight begins its gradual decline
and the morning light slowly loses its squint
and the body relinquishes its youth
When intellect ages into garbled words
and memory decides to step away from you
I will retell many stories, familial anecdotes
speak iridescent laughter into the land of mars black
I will share with you your past
We will keep company
and carbon copies
When you no longer remember
me, when even your own reflection produces no recollection
Rest your head against mine,
and I will sit with you in the silence, arms over shoulders
together.
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