Salinas, CA

In the corner of my attic
In a dusty cardboard box
I found you
A memory
An old T shirt
I had folded you up
And put you away
In exchange for a suit and tie.

What memories we've had!
Or, so I remember
From the pictures
Collecting dust in that lofty room
And all the stains and holes
My fabric has endured
Look bigger, darker now
Without the aid of a camera lens.

I'll fold you up
And put you away
You don't fit me like you used to
Best to be remembered
Through faded photographs