6 six word memiors

Searching for beginnings, I write days.

From suburban boxes, I moved moments.

I was incrementally replaced by another.

Singing loud we filled the night.

Through summer days, we tumbled blindly.

alone, together, alone together, together alone.

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5 Responses to 6 six word memiors

  1. I love this one. A whole lot.

  2. Tracey says:

    Great stuff! I love the different sensations of movement throughout the piece…fantastic!

  3. randomyriad says:

    Thanks. The words seem to be working me these days, instead of the other way round.

  4. Narnie says:

    This really does tumble in a roly poly on fresh grass way… beautiful.

  5. randomyriad says:

    Thanks for the comment nicely put.

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