
― Marcel Proust
colors dim
lines blur
undefine the marred image of her
known once
and again
only to be lost to oblivion
fleeting sight
in dark beset
memories changed to forget
facts changed
remain still
who knows what is real?
colors dim
lines blur
undefine the marred image of her
known once
and again
only to be lost to oblivion
fleeting sight
in dark beset
memories changed to forget
facts changed
remain still
who knows what is real?