21. The reservoir of memory
The open end of mind
submerged in
the reservoir of memory
where I tried to find
the past you
but now you had closed it up
that it only belonged to you forever
Thus I had to leave, where you once smiled
eyes behold, in the memory of reservoir.
Thus I had to leave, where I once cried
heart belongs, to the memory of reservoir.
poem by Eugene Issaus
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