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Neon Impasse

A Poem of Memories

Dane Fogdall
Sep 17, 2021
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Neon Impasse

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A neon impasse, a bright memory

blocks my way and asks me

to remember late-night drives

and stage lights, quiet glows

and gentle dancing.

I look away replying with my own

shadowy memory. Asking

to remember tear stained faces,

and smoky balconies. To remember

old murmured words.

So find the synthesis, a neon sign

hidden in smoke, gentle trees,

and drives so late that they’ve

become morning again. Remember

the gentle glow of sunlight

dancing on my dash to the sound

of a half-broken radio.

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