Creative Nonfiction

Let us
now speak
about our
history:
The past as
it was, no longer
to be.
Let us
remember
the nostalgic things
Retarding
in residual
glory.

The past l-o-s-e-s
the luster o f
meaning
Af ter sev
ralrepeetd
list
en
ings,
But that
doesn't pre
vent
how we forget
Our om
nipre
sent
state of now being.

If our time together
were a cassette,
Re cording
our interlocking
du et,

Let us
spittle hymns
almost
mindlessly
With un
restrained
sentiment
ality.
Let us
be persuasive
in our pi
ty
As the present passes past
you and me.

poem by Tim Stensloff
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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