(Poems) – a retrospective

it’s a selfish friend,

unwilling to share, keen to flaunt.

a golden memory of sunshine:

cool to the touch.

a first kiss in a parking lot:

poisoned by what follows.

the people you loved:

memories recorded over.

a home tinged with disinfectant.

the one who betrayed you.

the past has nothing to give 

but shattering lessons

and unflattering snapshots.

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