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