ANOTHER DAY

ANOTHER DAY

Another day. “I can almost touch the silence”
In an empty house, in all that you didn’t want
It keeps me company, sedating your absence
I’ve gotten used to forget. I betray with vaunt

All went, my spent gave me: photo as ember
Time is a memory and I no longer remember
…every other room vanished without a trace
And all the leftovers are the pieces of a case

Yep! Remembrance is like a CD put in repeat
Skipping by the blaring & fading by the heat
(On & On) …The end is unknown to compare
As, that start …delays… the when and where

© Ricardo Sexton

▸ RS:C||PHER

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