radiance

it is said that the strongest memories

flow from our nose, that is,

the scent of past loved ones

linger with us

indefinitely---

certainly there are moments when

we’ve walked into a store that

bears a scent which we would not have

come into contact on our own &

from the shelves comes a scent

that pulls one back in time,

be it a cologne, a perfume, deodorant,

lotion, shampoo, or really anything,

from a muffin to a sweater fabric &

if one closes their eyes,

sometimes, whole scenes can be relived,

from the distorted retro-vision of our

own deluded minds,

as if so much of our past was

peachy,

as if it all really meant something

(and of course, who is going to question

it?)---

that said,

our unquestionable secret inner films

that flap against the metal wheel,

like some ignored ancient movie

projector,

they might not hold a candle to the

smiles remembered

from former lovers laughing in the midst

of our own most intimate moments,

glints in the eyes & the

showing of the dimples,

which only a chosen few get to

see,

whilst we wade through the nothingness,

the radiance of our flawed humanity

shines through the cracks in the windows

of our mind,

like headlights from the forest in the pitch

black dark.