Untitled Poem #2

“I’ll put the past into a box
And tie it with a bow.
I can place that box inside a
Room and let the memories go.
If that room is in my brain
And it cannot leave my mind,
Then I’m stuck with these ghosts
For the rest of time.”


No date, title, or any context. I vaguely remember writing it a couple years back, but I don’t recall what about. This was just lying around in a desk drawer; I unearthed it whilst looking for scissors.


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