Today, I spoke to no one.
The fire was the only one making conversation,46Please respect copyright.PENANAh1L9itEZrR
but it stuttered—forgetful, flickering,46Please respect copyright.PENANAzPFuwD1luF
unsure if it was still supposed to burn.
I rearranged the bottles behind the bar.46Please respect copyright.PENANANjQV49jwRo
Not to clean. Not to organize.46Please respect copyright.PENANAYoCBipbHl6
Just to see if they would sound different when touched.
One of them did.
It rang like a bell in water.
I picked it up, opened it.46Please respect copyright.PENANA1CrJQir1yN
Empty.46Please respect copyright.PENANAsDkZQPHwHf
But the scent inside was
...what was it?
I cannot recall now.46Please respect copyright.PENANAyxpIU1zxJ4
And I’m afraid if I try, something else will fall out of my head instead.
There are cracks forming in the shape of thoughts I used to have.46Please respect copyright.PENANAbLLDo4emki
Maybe too many stories have nested in my mind.46Please respect copyright.PENANAwFeLTvNoKR
Maybe I should throw some out.
But which ones?
If I forget one guest, does that count as a Second Death?
I’ll sleep beside the hearth tonight.46Please respect copyright.PENANApr7BLbdNGD
Maybe it remembers for me.