Pierce my heart with cast iron arrows

fifty years on
in my sad unpacking
this time of letting go
I find
pressed between panes
a polaroid
fuzzily framed
in one angled corner
I think it’s you
a blur of bouncy ponytail
laughing eyes and bunny teeth
looking up
waving goodbye
to balloons released
bound for a section of cloud
on some other tangent
nothing between but blue

was it the day
we went downslope
into the forbidden ravine
inventing a tent out of bedrolls and branches?
jelly sandwiches
red rolls of caps for fun
the contraband camera
the stolen tarot deck and decoder book

my life
my love
there was no other

how will I find that cloud tangent now?

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