blunder

can’t figure out the riddle of this time

analogies of times when the rush reaches far
rummages of forlorn youth in the box

lulabies with sad endings in blur

in the clasps of vintage locket, fastened.
Tonight, the lowly begs that these images just fade

over the course of what seems a lasting night…
Photo from Bolinao Trip

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