once upon a time…
a question arrived
on the spring wind
blowing open
unnoticed doors
by simply asking:
are your memories
using you?
or are you using
your memories?
now, watching the mind
launch itself into reliving
its favorite stories and tales of woe
what great productions it makes
endlessly intoxicating itself
what unfamiliar freedom
to observe,
rather than be snared
by memories.
