Yesterday's Song

Losing connections one by one …

my mind has drifted back  

This moment caught within a cloud   

the past sharp as a tack

 

I reminisce in present tense

new frames of reference gone

With that most recent going dim

but still—I hear that song   

 

(Bryn Mawr Hospital: March, 2023)

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