somethingeveryday:

I have left the blue land and its night-filled days.
Don’t look back to the mountain spine

that hemmed me close. All of it is in the brain
mental snapshots for my hippocampus.

If I think hard enough, they will change
the structure of my neurons, stimulated

simultaneously they will be burned
into my skull.

For now, I leave the land.
Retreat to a grey place cloaked

in brown noise, light, of concrete
and a glazing rain.

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