Bookmarks

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Bookmarks

Receipts from something not a book.
The tongues of fortune cookies.

An envelope containing nothing,
the tears folded flat.

It might have been the last time
your name was written by that hand.

A bill you wanted to avoid opening
now opens a click of space

bigger than money, traveling time
by staying still. Something not a book

waits where you left the words.
It will take your attention like a ticket

whose destination is next time,
which you will shove in a book

to hold your place when the
landscape carries you away.

3 thoughts on “Bookmarks

  1. Sunshine Jansen

    I’m sure I will always remember this line whenever I encounter such a bookmark: “it will take your attention like a ticket”.

    Reply

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