Reminiscence

I went outside

and tried

to notice the voices

of various kinds. 

 

I heard the grinding

of a machine

that was being

used on a construction site.

 

I felt the wetness

of the water droplets 

falling from the sky

on my skin.

 

So, I had to decide 

to come back inside.

I saw a bird hopping

and spreading her cheerful vibe. 

 

Strangely, it reminded me of a man

who seemed similar

in his humor

to that bird.

 

It is stranger

that every stimulus,

everything around me

reminds me of his memories. 

 

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