on melting clock tongue beach
thought bubble jellyfish wash up
adding just takes away more
cram-packed memoir cupboard
comes crashing down on the floor
life in patchwork quilt squares
other people's leftover scraps
not sure which bits were mine
I think I recognize this
taffeta from pink prom dress
baby blue flannel blanket
but the rest is just a mess
arrayed for punters to by
her jumble sale of debris
on rickety legged table
treasures sold for a penny
and the memories still play
in watchtower frozen time
internal wrist watch marks the date
as the eons tick-tock by
life's flotsam fragments stagnate
I am more than fragments
of mirror cracked side to side
yet in sharp edges recalled
surreality is where I reside
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