By, Sean Frank
Moved through doorways
Into another state
Of mind
Or another place
In time
The more memories age
The richer the shine
As the soft edges bloom
Like the edges of the moon
And they radiate as if
They're fighting against the fade
Room to room
Town to town
As we move through eras
When we loved that band
When we woke up every day
And ran in place
Or when we were glued to screens
So many means
To so many ends
Timelines that bend
Ebb and flow
A chorus of verses
Over studied
And under rehearsed
The minutia
And the grand statements
So many dots crisscrossed
With exclamation points
So I'll take the day
And see where it takes me
Traveling across time and space
Voyages where the ship shifts
And the destination changes
A collage of backdrops
Conversation and countless faces