fall

I like
when you remember specific dates of a time that you had,
of a moment you’ve chosen to
remember in time
I like
a bright red sky at night that disappears in an instant
but before there’s a chance
to come to peace with the night
I like
driving on the highway when you’re not in a hurry
when there’s any stop stoppable
and any path clear
I like
sitting silently rummaging through ruins to remember
How to think things you think
and remembering how to feel

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