Why do all. . .

of my memory,

do keep. . .

taunting me.

loving me.

and yes reminds me.

Why do I live there?

Can’t I get out of its grip,

you of all things in mind.

You are such a storm crow,

that never lands but does fall on all of my thoughts.

Sure I can,

. . avoid,

. . ignore,

. . stop,

and make you go away.

Still like as a leaf,

you do make my life a seasoned worrier of my past.

Never ceases to amaze even all of those emotional maelstrom,

yes those passed.

yes I went through it all.

I prayed constantly and consistent that 

you won’t happen again.

Am I addicted to all that I haven’t done

would I imagine you here.

I want to make my own and now of what a

Thought can make me.

not the then,

than to keep like this.

😏😸🎭😛🆕☝🆙📴

©O.a.M

®Artsydhude 97-19

™XENOphagz

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3 thoughts on “Why do all. . .

  1. Hey,

    I’m working on my debut poetry book and preparing a mailing list. Would you like me to add your e-mail address please? If so, can you share it with me?

    I don’t plan to do hard-core promotion, I will be e-mailing you privately not through any software.

    I will just inform you when it’s available and when there is some huge fluctuation in price (sale etc.), as on WordPress reader, posts get lost in stampede.

    I won’t be mailing you more than 4 to 5 times a year, and that’s max. Promise!

    And if you want it to share it privately you can do that through contact form on my blog.

    Thank you 🙂

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