Chapter 2 – I Used To

2 Sep

I used to verse

On ocean waves

That never burned

Or blew

Bitter mist into my face

Snow that rarely

Blanketed the earth

Or gave me

Flakes to taste

Voices speaking

Foreign  words

For me to decipher

Or laughter

In which I found pain

Crucifixes

Painted on crevices

Into skin

With pins

Blood – I used

To leave my

Sinister conclusions behind

Or far from me

In this light

I have seen the future

Witnessed past

Now to make

These perfect memories last

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