Lost and Found

Discovered words from another time and place. As I prepare to relocate, it is fortuitous that they now fall back into my hands.

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There stands the card table with meaningful mnuemonics etched into it's pleathery skin.

So Long Pinky, Here Comes The Thumb.

Scaphoid, Lunate, pisiform, hamate, capitate......Here comes what? So long Nikko....here comes what? So long poems, here comes what?? These questions, whose tiny toes of inquisition graze the quivering surface of deeper waters, frighten me. Beneath the sparkling azure, beyond today and tomorrow, there lies some unknown. An Answer? Another Question? The tentacled monstrosity of truth?

So long Nikko, so long poems read aloud within these stone walls. So long velvety mouth of my couch, of my life. As I plunge with the serenity that comes not from knowing your fate, but from accepting it's inevitability, I whisper to the dark expanse: Here Comes Me.