Rummage
I rummage through my memories
Like a Meercat in the sand
The morning sun that warms my chest
Bringing solace to my land
Memories lined like domino's
Precariously arranged
Recollections stand like soldiers
Sentinels of ordered change
But tiny fingers scratch the sand
Like a digger at the grave
Disturbing everything below
Rearranging in the cave
For nothings ever as it seems
Sand is resting our dreams
Copyright © David Byrne | Year Posted 2011
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