Two Sentence Tuesday #48

            Tidal waves of boredom slapped Geoff from one side of the room to the other, as he waited by that infuriating telephone, chanting for it to wake the hell up. When the silence was broken and Tara’s name finally flickered across the display, Geoff could have danced, or sang, or ran a marathon, or climbed a mountain, or done any other Herculean feat the world might toss his way… except actually pick up the phone. 

Associative Memory

Associative Memory

By Brandon Palzkill

Strange, how a simple song

Can trigger

A rush of vivid memories

Two or more minutes long,

I figure,

Yet everything comes back to me.

Such a joyous affair,

honoring

the vows of those who came before.

Happiness everywhere,

and we’d sing

for an hour or three or four.

Lost are those distant days,

when I hit

those strings with jubilant fingers,

Quickly, they went away,

and I sit,

here and now, while the past lingers.