Obsidian

Above, the sky began to blur,
polished black glass
and diamonds.

I strain
to remember you.

Submerged in the recollection of
our days,
layered upon each other,
assembled by rote and cemented
in repetition.

It turns, then, to memories
back lit by sun and stars and
sad waning cries of agitated
sounds .

I swore I would not let this
fade away.

Colored pictures
always pale, you said,
and fade to gray.

But the expansive sounds of
moments ago, maybe ages,
were the black glass
of what you called
fate, vomited from
the womb of the earth
in an empty glass case, a vacant glass stare.

Our promises never to change,
etched into college ruled filler paper,
dissolved in the autumn rain.

Colored memories
always pale, you said,
and fade to gray.

Obsidian

ShadowDancer

Kansas City, United States

Artist's Description

The sad sounds of memories fading…

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