i remember the glass(people)
who shimmered in the light
their shattered shards
coalesced
under the hot sun
i lost touch with the glass(people)
and let their memory
fade
but they lingered
and they linger
and they will linger
they were lost among the static
a memory just around the corner
of my consciousness
waiting for their story to be
completed
waiting for their story to be
completed
waiting for their story to be
completed
let me speak for the glass(people)
let me find their words
— Clio 04.11.21