Buried

Buried

In barely remembered

Pockets of forgetting

Yesterday is gone

It slips away

Without a second glance

Eager to leave

Afraid to outstay

A welcome

Diminished,

Even before midnight

Tolls are heaviest

Before dawn

When the weight of remembrance

Becomes a burden

Too awkward

To hold

Fragments of it

Fall away

Dissipating in darkness

Never to see the light

Their essence lingers

Firefly moments

A promise unfurled

So little learned

From an outburst

Too brief in illumination

For difference

To be measured

In lumens

The light from a candle

Never enough

To banish the fear

Gathered in shadow,

As ill-defined whispers

Hidden between moments

Threaten to overturn

The momentum

The swing of a pendulum

Breaking through

A division

Between what was

And what will be

There is no restitution

We surrender

All our yesterdays

Dissolved as they are

Into history

With no returns