Memories drift as paper boats toward a shore.
Inside, a flickering candle shielded by waxy myelin,
An encoded insight hiding a lasting core.
Tonight, a pulpy armada comes riding in.
Let us study a single ship received this eve.
A lazy miasmic haze of a night interrupted
By the emergence of another’s need
A promise was given to repay for being disrupted
I selected my nurse’s mask selected from the roster
Chain-smoking and guarding you until you adjusted
to the aching emptiness at your altar
A remembrance of devoted discussion and confidences entrusted