remembering

“Run and be free. 

Look both ways 

before crossing the street”.

My instincts 

but sometimes I forget.

I’m so absorbed

with Jack Kerouac’s On the Road

or when I’m in the middle

of a thousand projects

and I’m running

through “a maze

of twisting little passages”. 

Image

It’s not all these things.

I have changed 

since the cherry blossoms.

When I see any flower

my memory of you returns.

 

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