moments decades gone by

twist tightly at my throat


I cannot speak beyond garbled

syllables juxtaposed like a collage


each angle cuts a new facet

to bend the light of reason


as prisms blur rainbows

across a darkened wall


I am shattered into colors

frayed and inarticulate edges


until what I once knew whole

fades into inconsequence


and regret like memory reverberates

throughout the gathering darkness


(March 9, 2018)

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