Clearing out
Some old stuff,
Came across
An old
Cardboard box

My name on a
Grain of rice,
"For you, special price"

Packet of apple tea
Unopened,
Date long gone
I see

A pirate cassette
Dark side of the moon,
Great gig in the sky
"Now that was a tune"

A snapped
Friendship band,
From someone
I
No longer
See,
Holding it,
Wondering
Are they thinking of
Me?

These are interesting times,
forced in-doors, distraction-free;
distilling all the fear-mongering themes,
naked and bare, illusions fall, truth is what's seen?

All the chasing’s fruitlessness revealed,
we are but flesh and bone,
could this be blessing bestowed?
Distortions, disillusions, dangers healed; all soul secrets are known?

Can't help but wonder,
How cards handed fairly?
While you're wrapped in your lover's arms,
Detached, laughing towards cheerful days.
When my ink still slithers—
Over sticky tears, bleeding onto my paper.