September 20, 2019

Familiarity

All of it singed
at the back of my palm
Needles pouring into my hands
and my feet

A pain so unique
A pain so familiar

Somewhere from the waves
the humid hot wave
Somewhere under the sun
in the middle of nowhere

Your memories blind me
the good, the beautiful
Masking the bad, the ugly

It is difficult to remember
to dissect, to segregate
So many emotions in
Full flurry

Go back, go away
Take away the pain
I can't have you back
Painfully or without