Its importance reverberated
in the back of my mind
as the day began to unwind.
constantly remind
-ing
myself to carry it
but paradoxically
brushing it aside.
“later”
I said
But as the clock
struck midnight
later that night,
I stood,
freezing in its absence .
By all measure
an experience now forever
inscribed into memory.
Always carry your sweater
if your travelling around midnight.
© Hudson Biko
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