I Slag Off Bits of Myself

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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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