Summoned

Its funny how
some memories
are buried
so deep
that even
when they
surface,
you can’t
put your
finger on
‘em,
let alone,
reminisce
and weep.

**

Sometimes
a dog-eared
phonebook
is all it takes
to make you
realise
what you were
and never
will be.

**
Mementos
are the
past
frozen
in time.
No wonder
then,
they get
cold
and
distant
after a
while.

**

Watching the
silverfish
wiggle its
way into
another
tome,
I envied
its skill
to immerse
itself
in words
and live
off books.
The ideal
life lay
amidst those
pages,
ensconced
in its nooks.