Wrap her prayers
A magic ribbon
to tie the light

A Möbius amoeba
in the sea of dementia

Knot not knotted
an unraveling thread

Which she held in her palm
as a balm for her memory

So the night would find
& the moon deliver
Her dreams.

5 Comments

  1. mkrashes on 25th July, 2018 at 10:38 am

    wow.

  2. Neha Sharma on 26th August, 2018 at 8:47 pm

    ‘A Möbius amoeba
    in the sea of dementia’

    Loved these lines, Denise! 🙂

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