reacquainting with the noises
the rattles, creaks, and taps
learning the shadows, flares
like a game of memory
eyes closed, seven steps down
pacing the doorways
as childhood recollection seeps in
yet though the structure remains
the form is shifting, evolving
moving in and on
Thursday, July 1, 2010
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