Reading Les trois mousquetaires,
for nostalgia's sake, to capture
something of the past and my
past self, to make it manifest
itself in this mind, mind aged
to a different person playing
the same character. And this
necromancy works, the pages
flying past luring out the memories
and the shade lingering in them.
Yet I know I am but a stranger,
long removed by years, inhabiting
the tomb of his flesh.
04.07.2024
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