Time Travel

Posted on December 9, 2015 by

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Never mind

It’s nothing

I forgot

It just comes to me

Now and then

Whistling

Like a tiny train across the desert

Of what is left of my memories

Songs on the car radio

Tuned to then

Going away and coming back

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7 Comments on “Time Travel”

  2. Wonderful. “Whistling/Like a tiny train across the desert/Of what is left of my memories”

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  3. Ahhh…they just run around and around…sometimes closer, sometimes father away. Beautiful.

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