Analepsis

by Aegis   May 17, 2018


There's something almost nostalgic about muffled footsteps on damp cement;
padding softly down dimly lit sidewalks and across decrepit curbs choked with ivy.

A thin smoke screen of exhausted rain clouds crawls across the dark
horizon and becomes a final resting place for the
remnants of my cigarette.

I find myself drifting down abandoned
streets and vacant lots-

a ghost.

And I'm haunted by a town full of sentiments and streetlights.

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  • 10 months ago

    by Mark

    Beautifully penned

    • 9 months ago

      by Aegis

      Thank you Mark!

  • 10 months ago

    by Hellon

    I really liked this...it's just totally mysterious! Your clever title led the reader straight into a scene that has happened but when it took place is anyone's guess.

    • 10 months ago

      by Aegis

      Im happy you enjoyed it! I walked a very short distance home earlier, a route I take almost daily. Im not sure why but something about it was so familiar and everything had a different feel to it. Like lucid dreaming of a past experience. I just tried my best to put into words for others to experience:)