Stolen.

Ever have those days~
Memories stuffed into your mouth~
Moments slaughtered when you realize
If thoughts can be false~
what of yours~ mine~
even of our yesterdays and weeks ago
our last-Wednesdays and this-Mondays
could be erased
something else implanted
that “They” could unwind everything,
even your blue-yarn minutes-
Or eyes; our glasses;
What if they took your me moments
from you~
Would you mourn for them
like I would for mine with you?

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