Pocketbook Memories


strange things happen

when sleep doesn’t.



you happen to me.



I live in the space in my mind

with your name on it

longer than I should,

shorter than I want to.



I wake up to find pocketbook memories

sleeping next to me

from moments that still sound like dreaming,

from lips that have left

but I feel them every time I’m alone.


strange things happen

when I keep choosing you

at any minute,

in different ways,

I know them when the sun is awake

or I slip into them as I fall asleep

or I remember them as soon as I open my eyes.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Written 5/31/17

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Neato Story Theme

All taking place in the absence of...and well penned indeed! - Lady A -