Poem 012713

(Inspired by “ECHO” by Christian Marclay)

It all put on repeat, bouncing back at you from every direction. The echos, smeared on canvas, reminding you of the mistakes; to love; of every word that ever escaped lips. These things, lingering past their welcome and finding themselves seeping into and beyond the very edges of their boundary, continuing on — reminding us all: of love, of pain, of words that were never meant to be uttered — of past. It echos forever and forever, if even just in the mind.

 

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