May 5, 2020




I dont remember much, anymore

of yesterday, a fair bit

of the day before, less

memory fades with distance

desire, or pain


I am surround by inconstant “then”s

they blend, coalesce, reform

as things that never were

or were, but made better

for that matter, worse


if man is what he remembers

I am less the man that once I was

despite my becoming more

accumulation is outpaced by loss

I am become shadow


A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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