Un-remember

We are the illumination 
of our breaths 
when we try hardest 
to mutter thoughts 

no word can embody.

The millisecond fidgeting 
of our fingers when we try 
to write poetry that does not say

but rather unsays.

         (the ghosts of blanket past.)

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