What shows
how little
we know?
What can be is
oft far less than
what we expect.
What is now
has never been
what it was.
07/25/2024 j.g.l.
What we narrate, curate
or choreograph
maintains its presence in
the greater expanse of
a life lived. Might we forget
the details amidst the corruption
and careless contamination
of years passed by,
or people passed over,
the quintessence of the event
still rings rather true.
We may wish to
languish over one memory
or another faithfully captured in
our psyche; much to remember,
forever is an awful long time.
We still live with
the consequences, occasionally
reminded of desperate attempts
to alter our way, tact
or approach, but little
can be changed of what
has been ingrained.
We live with it,
our restless reality lasting
much longer than we give
ourselves credit for.
04/24/2023 j.g.l.