Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Shadows

Reconstructing
a poem
that you’ve lost
is as good as
writing
a new one:
A ghost of
what it was.

**

I tried hard
to remember
what I’d ordered
myself
to forget.
But,
my defence mechanism
worked like a charm.
It erased the past
and purged the regret.

1 Comments:

Blogger BionicScribe said...

Beautiful.
I wish my defense mechanism was as good. Once the bugs are worked out then maybe i'll forget what was intended to forget instead of forgetting what i am supposed to remember :)

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