Narrative

Within this everlovin’
Mind I find my feels
Reels and reels, steals
People peeled from

Yesterdays, pages of
Those folded and rolled
Into tight little picture
Scrolls held up to the

Light, dancing, flashing
Black and white silence
In blinking eyes, while I
Try to narrate, they write

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