I Needed Her
Do you remember when
the world was the colour of noise
and the path beneath your feet
was frostbitten.
Do you remember when
it was better to play inside the box
rather than outside it
and the warm hearth was smitten.
Do you remember when
just as you were sure footed
the world crashed down
and you were sandwiched between.
Do you remember when
the world held wonder
just outside the box
but your hands wouldn’t be as clean.
Do you remember when
bathing the plates
was rewarded with berries and a smile
and you greedily accepted the fee.
Do you remember when
the smile lost a fight
against a six letter word
how could that be?
You wouldn’t remember
I barely do.
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