defining moments

so i'm sitting there

in a box seat

at the ani concert and these words

began to come to me

i am an eccentric collection

a mosaic of moments

pieces of people i've known and loved and lost and let go

it wasn't that i forgot the songs

it was that i forgot that i knew them

forgot what they felt like

forgot what they got me through

and where i was when i heard them

when i shared them with others

when i played them over

and over

and over

and over

and over

in my very own ears when noone else was listening

watching them all and thinking

wow. they just don't get it.

huh.

i am the part of you you didn't realize you left behind

the haircut you forgot you needed

the piece that rubs off when you least expect it

the detail you forgot you told me that one night on the water

in the nighttime

under the sky

as ominous as chicken soup.

a patchwork quilt of clothes you wore out

gave away

discarded

ruined

favored

protected

left for me to put together in some other fashion.

a shadowbox of tschotchkies

knick knacks

bits and pieces

and pieces and strings

things and dust

and dust and things

trinkets and plastic and carved wood and twine

porcelain

empty containers

miscellaneous metal

and glue

and yet

there's room

here

for you.

in the middle

the beginning

penultimate

the end

may i never be completed

may you always find room here