No. 119 — I forgot to close your eyes

Close your eyes, and listen to the songs You loved 10, 20, or 40 years ago— or maybe in a past life. Touch their timeless echoes in your memories, like the primary-colored blocks in your hands when you were six years old and you watched Him cross the street. So many stories below, he was as tiny as your hombrecitos. You'll need to cross that taut tragic tightrope more than once. But close your eyes long enough to see the melodies and words dance like wet paintbrushes across the dark. Revisit, rewind, rewind. Why can't I rewind and stop looking Off the concrete terrace? I forgot to close your eyes.