the details of the past future

i choose to remember only the details,
like the french crystal pendalogues
of the chandelier in your father’s study
or the squeaky planks of your bedroom
floor, and the still perceptible smell
of tobacco smoke in the loft, a memory
of the days when it was timidly occupied
by our first attempts at adulthood.

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