Lovely piece, Quite engaging
By Hunter McKenzie
A feeling of memories stream-shaped and
Flowing ungraspably away, moving more
Surely than sunshine into seas of fiction,
Moving around and through You in a now
Devastating collision; they carry pieces
Of You with them, to flow and become
Thin, faded like the water shadows of trees.
Flowing ungraspably away, these stream-
Shapes of You. Gradually becoming other,
Silent, free-from. No matter how you cry.