Boxed-Memories by Mitchell Stoycheff, part 2 of Prose on a Wednesday, available on Ruleofthree,ca
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Boxed Memories


The scent of dust amid the boxes

Stacked high in the corner

How many times has it been you wonder

When these walls recalled the familiar

Stacked boxes all full of memories

Carried from place to place

Do you even bother to unpack

These dusty fragments of the past

Surely they found their place

In corners of foreign walls

Left clinging to the comfort of darkness

They’ve learned to live in so long

Are these memories still alive

Waiting for the light

Or have they succumb to the dust

Left forgotten in the night


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