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Here you come again [69] (23 lines)

Here you come again

... to burn my skin, cast terrifying shadows,
blot out nuances, all shades of grey.

I rue the day you return
to make me start all over again.

Like a river rinsing away the splotches
of thoughts, or wind scattering them
to where I can't follow.

How can I gather them?
Dry them out? or ...

And here you come again
with the promise that this time
you'll be gentle,
not seek to fry my brains,
reduce me to dust,
suck all wisdom out.

But in the end
it's always the same blank page.
Clean! That's what YOU say,
as I mourn my life's wrinkles,
now denied hurts and pains,
those 'insignificant' trinkets
that evoke memories, what I can
no longer remember.

KE [177.69] (8 mai 2020)

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