I opened a book
\nand found myself.
\nCaches meant to be copied
\nand found forgotten.
\nPoems by the dozen.
\nMessages.
\nMoments when the sea went silent
\nand I heard rushes,
\nwaves coming in.
\nWhen Michael and Jackie
\ntook me out to play.<\/p>\n
When dreams were opened
\nand planets fell out.
\nAmazed I turned the pages.
\nLakes and mirrors,
\nvacations and lonely waitings,
\nfor faces to return.
\nThe high plateau of mesas
\nweathered by sun and air,
\ncoming through the lattice
\nof past forgetting.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I opened a book and found myself. Caches meant to be copied and found forgotten. Poems by the dozen. Messages. Moments when the sea went…<\/p>\n