Tuesday, September 8, 2009

I Open

memories
such a strange thing to me
the length of a century
and we remember everything
worth remembering
once we were children
I remember it so differently
photographs prove me wrong
my grace, I am a key
unlocking memories
somehow I keep them safe
protected by bone and skin
not for any
nor with any
other key
I open.

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