two -- or was it three? -- nights ago i had a dream
and recalled in VIVID detail
someone i had not seen
in a very long time
when i woke
i was shocked to find
it wasn't real
and also shocked at how my memory
had stored away in such minute detail
so many, tiny things the mind
captures in a moment's glance
about someone --
the color of their eyes, their inflection and tone, their way of moving,
their character -- their flesh
how fascinating, but more disturbing;
unsettling to relive such intricate detail
of a wasted memory, long spent
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