if time
were to rewind
as if time ever could
it would at least
align our fate
with random chance
and confirm our love
as a leaky vessel adrift
on a turbulent sea
on the freezing waters
of a winter that will never
thaw in memory
© BH, 2025
We say, 'time will tell', but what if it can't? What if we have to make sense of the past from wherever we end up?
A sudden memory of the vagaries of youth. One winter when the world was not quite so old, misconceptions, mistakes and general stupidity.
How it goes…
How it goes…


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