anymore

starlit and vast
     those memories past
fleeting yet bold
                   so great to behold

creeeping

       into unforeseen situations

like covert agents

to steal away
                impact
from the present

with accusations
                and reminders
       so very
ancient
but
     always
             potent

dressed
      in new clothes
disguised
as old friends
             they come
presenting
  themselves
             as comfort
and truth

       and oh!

how they love

to sidle in

like evil weeds

and choke
the life
away

don't
      let
          them
                    in

though they knock
   so
       insistantly

you don't need them
like you think
you do

what you need

is in front
not
      behind

so
     live
           now
not then

you don't have
to pretend
 
        anymore

Picture of Here

heart
       broken
heart
    frozen
stuck in place
try to erase
no going back
                disjointed
           ideas

place the hurt
          up on a shelf
study it
    analyze it

what is it?

like a painting
someone decided
was genius
but looks to everyone else
    like rubbish
makes no sense

         say what you want
it just will not die

chosen
mistaken
and
                what is it good for?

the tree has no leaves
I thought it would have
             pears
                     or apples
something edible
        anyway
now look at it
might as well have been
burnt to a
                    crisp
all thin
and
charcoal-y
maybe we can break
off a piece
and draw a picture
                of where we are