Vividly Vague

I do not have vivid memories. Mornings melt away meaninglessly. Meals are stale marshmallow mush, rolling in my mouth until I swallow dry. The sun is only a light that neither burns nor comforts.

Good moments seep away, never the same.
Photos are second-hand freeze frames
that can’t capture what I actually felt.

But then again
The wind and rain and snow become mild inconveniences.
Anger dissipates into annoyance.
Tears were never shed.

Bad moments become lighter
and vagueness becomes a blessing.
Or maybe because I choose to make them so.




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