Always still think

This first (explicit) request to -del- memories. Blocked out others, found ’n out anyways, same difference. The facade is numb even as everything still there let’s keep it down lower than lord help me I’ll gatorsnap at any chance. Can’t stay once, can’t at all. Hooked, stuck making that little Wint Singer jowl — like a fish. Dragging and dragging and belaboring the point until I’m reeling, I’m inexplicably in.

So imagine the way [Roland M-DC1, 169 Aaaah!] smelt and then hung up to dry, smoked-salmonesque. A negative connotation, and for what? This that pure; that, “We won’t because that’s somehow better than we will.”

This library, stone sanctuary, a place too lukewarm/far gone/close to home. Shock helped Pac said something about “that easy.” I agree.

Originally published March 2022 in Reminders to Self. Edited for clarity by m.e. Reprinted with permission.