Memories and Dreams

by Wayne Gates   Feb 14, 2018

Memories and dreams
floating around and twisting each other
so that none are left unchanged
The inescapable advance of time
and the diminished capabilities
that come with chronic illness
have offered precious few
sources of new input
All that I bring to a conversation
starts with I remember when...
and now I question
my own memories
Did I really kiss the girl?
or was it only in my dreams
I hang onto the good ones
even if they are imagined
They pacify a lonely mind


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  • 3 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    What a terribly sad write, Wayne. I suppose in this situation, hanging on to the good memories is all you can really do; but also, be thankful that you have some.

    All the best to you,


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