so today i found little pieces of all of us
that i’d filed away so long ago
i opened these pages for the first time tonight
and could have wept at what i saw
my memory isn’t quite all there
like it was when i had less past to remember
only you see
when i was reminded of this old life
i was scared to look
i wanted to forget
regret
is rising up in me
like bubbles from below a silted lake floor
and the water rises slower
than the air
i am still floating on the surface
but now i am kept company
by the airy buoyance
of forgotten memories
of a younger man