Today, I spoke to no one.
The fire was the only one making conversation,341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡctcOgTZ7wT
but it stuttered—forgetful, flickering,341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRwjmF6ynGV
unsure if it was still supposed to burn.
I rearranged the bottles behind the bar.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKkhZkT9TP2
Not to clean. Not to organize.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWDjhVF8cFG
Just to see if they would sound different when touched.
One of them did.
It rang like a bell in water.
I picked it up, opened it.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡijo2iRafgD
Empty.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWZPlFcEV5m
But the scent inside was
...what was it?
I cannot recall now.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzaZu6buf9J
And I’m afraid if I try, something else will fall out of my head instead.
There are cracks forming in the shape of thoughts I used to have.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOk2e0ulUnO
Maybe too many stories have nested in my mind.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8IkrUJ9b0y
Maybe I should throw some out.
But which ones?
If I forget one guest, does that count as a Second Death?
I’ll sleep beside the hearth tonight.341Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ24Csjm1y75
Maybe it remembers for me.
and then Add to home screen.