Blurry past

some memories are a haze
no recollection of the first kiss
nor school graduations
it was like a tasteless fog

breakups used to taste like sour wines
hurtful words once felt like poisons
friendships were full of giggles
fun time used to be like sunshine

some memories are like sharks
they are capable of swallowing you alive

Pop covered Nan’s head with a tin bucket
dented it all over with a hammer

Ma attacked Pa full force
left fingernail scratches

some things once seen
cannot be unseen
I wish they were blurry


Author: Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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