Dear memories
this pattern must end
Today only
in a bathroom
of naive dreams
manifesting
in a head
Doubtless forever
looking back
a rear view mirror
no longer
my shame
Why didn’t you
earlier than this?
the open door
held back
crying victim
No memories
no more
puddles
a reflection
dried to dust
A house kicked
open
your screaming rage
fuelled by absent eyes
glazed
with a heart frozen
at 6
in a bloodied cage
with no windows
and no light
no light