bubble-wrap

memories -
patterned,
discrete,
fragile,
like bubbles frozen
on bubble-wrap;
I love popping them
on days when I have
nothing much to do
but wander and linger
in those grooves between,
listening to the sounds
of moments lived
and unlived,
wrapped up in one,
as they wait
to find hearts
ready to pause,
pop them with joy,
and move on.