![]() RemindersA Poem by Mark![]() The world tends to shape itself around our perceptions.![]() My phone insisted we were in Brooklyn the other day. I rebooted it, silly thing, and found a movie. It was set in North Carolina. I Laughed at the sign in Italian, the radio playing heart and soul laced in memories of that short past. I have destroyed what I wanted and the world won't let me forget. but if the world won't leave me... Well, my options are limited. Perhaps tomorrow the world's sharp intended reminders will sink a little less deep. Perhaps options are unlimited.
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2 Reviews Added on August 18, 2012 Last Updated on August 18, 2012 Author![]() MarkDallas, TXAboutI"m a gypsy born in New Hampshire, raised in Alaska, schooled in Washington, raised a family in California. Recently settled in Concord NH area. Where to next? I don't really have to think about it, i.. more..Writing
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