Although logically I know
that there are a finite number of atoms
in the universe, I cannot recognize my
garlic plant that died last year in the new
grass outside my dorm, I cannot
recognize my betta fish in the flowers,
bright though they may be. On my
computer I keep a playlist of music
I was listening to this time last year,
and maybe because my memory is
much worse than my computer’s I cannot
recognize the chords of one song in another.
On cooler nights I put that playlist on and walk
out to the big oak tree, the same
tree I sat under so many years ago, but
I do not feel your voice in its bark. I hope
the universe is as small as you said it
would be, because even though I cannot
find you in its spaces yet, I can only
see it getting smaller.


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