I need more bookmarks


For each story I’ve unfolded beneath those flesh & bones,

it becomes a little harder to manage them.

Some bits and pieces stick together and some go apart like

fine cracked glass which fell on the floor from the shelf.

For all I need are more bookmarks,

those dry lifeless dots which stick around,

with them,

to pick up where I left,

to remind me what was the context,

to help me find the purpose I began,

and to find a reason not to give up at last, because

there must be something for which I’ve come so far.

It breaks me every time I read a little and decide on which part to pursue later,

which in turn makes it harder to solve the puzzle.

Maybe someday, I’ll be able to pull all them off away for the one last time,

with a tiny portion left to go whine,

and let those connecting bits covered under the layers of dust.

Because, only then it will be truly over.

This entry was published on July 22, 2017 at 11:33 pm. It’s filed under Life, Poems, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

2 thoughts on “I need more bookmarks

  1. This was a wonderful metaphor!

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