I have been beginning to notice
that I(and I may not be alone)
always look at the past
through a marigold monocle.
This, meaning nothing now
ever seems to be joyous
or gay or splendiferous
until it is a past memory.
A cobweb.
A rafter.
A leaf on the ground.
…I guess.
Aug 7, 2011
Aug 7, 2011 at 8:41 AM UTC
I have been beginning to notice
that I(and I may not be alone)
always look at the past
through a marigold monocle.
This, meaning nothing now
ever seems to be joyous
or gay or splendiferous
until it is a past memory.
A cobweb.
A rafter.
A leaf on the ground.
…I guess.
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