Visions of days yet to come
Perhaps never at all
Possibilities vary
By the thousands they flow
Ever so hard to let go

Return to a memory
Untold words fall
Right into place
Then they all fall
Into the void
Of the waking world
Back into the mind
Where such things belong

Tales never to be told
In the least never in bold
Perhaps tucked away
Never quite to stay
To be whisked away at a moments notice
Gone away from view
Hopefully not even seen by few
Remembered by none
As all comes undone

- Jay M
December 8th, 2020