Everything’s gone dim, like a black and white photo,
the color has been drained from my eyes.
I live with shadows of memories of people I don’t know,
crowding me, surrounding me, drowning me.
Time passes and the shadows get dimmer,
melting in the heat of a new light.
Shock of color and I hide behind the shadows as the shrink in the light,
fading as my memory.
I try to hold on to this one, or that, but my fingers are burned by
the emotions they bring, turning this way and that, searching for peace.
I lie down and find it in sleep.
Dreams of new days when memories won’t matter.