by mandaceehb

a moment

as I write is already fading away

retreating leaflets of a mimosa plant folding

in on itself

revealing less and less mental images until leaf faces touch

each spoken word like an echo growing fainter until

it falls into a memory of disuse

in no time this uninterrupted passage will be lost

leaving our minds to plot the points encompassing

shocks of adrenaline

the unforgettable highs that negate the order

of the rest of our lives

we bid the most natural and orchestrated goodbyes to monotony