Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

two unlabeled CDs
found during a search
for an installation disk...
curiosity beckons
luring me into shrines
to two former lovers...
time travel...
the photos:
was my hair really that dark?
her smile that warm?
did we really sit that close?
the letters:
did she really care so for me?
did I really emerge from my shell?
did our slow dance really happen?
the journal:
how could I not see the inevitable?
that the dream had to end
that I must awaken
to a bleak dawn?

hours later
I eject the CDs
return them to their cases
and myself to the now
as disoriented as from a nap
and filled with nameless regret
for what almost was

re-living the incredible wrenching of yesterday’s heart

time travel indeed
our old eyes look from a new angle
our old mind thought differently
than the curious searcher of today
I have a box up high in a closet
that you've piqued my interest in
perhaps an afternoon soon to open up....
You have so much there to dive into
the CD's. the letters, the journals
a lot of emotional history........