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Shopping Poem

Who are you?
There, behind the counter
Then
Coming around it to show the shoes

Where are you?
Now, transferred and moved
But
Never quite remembered or forgotten

During a movie - a junky movie,
You’re resurrected
Just for the flicker of a frame
And then hours later you’re still hanging on like a never drying towel
A half read paragraph
Or a blurry photograph

Or a daydream that can’t be LEGO assembled - too many parts gone. Too many days lost.

May 27, 2018
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