In Storage
Walk through the collection
kick up dust.
Discover artifacts— times past,
secure beneath layers of years.
Insufflated by recognition, they’ll float.
upward, filtered through time,
They’ll begin to sparkle— motes,
dancing in sunlight
that slips through an attic window.
Reconnected with the re-collected this renascence
reconstitutes pasts to
vivid, palpable, tactile presents,
revitalized but altered.
Their genesis, once in real time, now transmogrified in space time,
leaves us pining for original forms
now lost in the continuum.
Not forgotten.
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