Imagining Only What I Remember

Reality leaves a lot to the imagination        John Lennon

IMAGINING ONLY WHAT I REMEMBER abrupt the falling cord’s tight and coiled serpent hiss reality reverberates into space imagination makes haste fetal position tethered to a voice uttering no relief potentiality death a bright room the cheerfulness of white walls and too white gown and death cheerfulness you say It keeps our feet from walking verified distance has its pride reality’s long standing in shadow’s neverland his form’s always there stretched ‘cross the bed i’m scared to approach her purse in suspended animation while they dance i long to go back and see him but my imagination won’t bring me there
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Hind Avatar
August 20, 2024 at 6:39 PM
This is powerful. I cannot help but read it and know you're truly a deep soul, Kim...things affect you so sensitively...beautiful work <3
Rodrigues Avatar
August 20, 2024 at 7:55 PM
I so appreciate all your reads, dear Paige! You have a friend in me. Thank you!
Krutsinger Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 7:31 PM
A fantastic write based on obvious gulps of truth and snippets of life.
Rodrigues Avatar
August 20, 2024 at 7:55 PM
For sure! Thank you so much!
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January 13, 2021 at 7:19 AM
Fabulously unnerving read! Excellent piece! My best to you in the contest, xomo
Rodrigues Avatar
January 13, 2021 at 7:30 AM
Thank you so much! My uncle had a massive heart attack the morning after my cousin’s wedding. We relive such moments only where observations were made. God bless you!
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