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Erased Memory

ERASED MEMORY

The rope feels rough
Bloodstained fingers
Loop both ends
A glass bulb alike
Enlightening
How fitting I chuckle
Amazed
Nothing
Nothing remains
But two ends
Alpha
Omega
Me
You
And nothing in between
But distance 
Whirling mist
That slowly but securely
Erases memory
And facial expression
If I jump now
So low
Will my memory
Be erased in yours?

December 27, 2017
Take care. See you all soon hopefully!

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Space Cadet January 4, 2017 at 6:26 AM Sir. So well written with carefully chosen, robust words packed with meaning. -- Wesley C Darren White January 4, 2017 at 7:05 AM Wesley! Thank you for seeing that. Every word was weighed and placed carefully in each position.

Arthur Vaso December 28, 2016 at 1:16 PM Very powerful writing, liked this! Darren White December 29, 2016 at 12:06 PM I really am glad you can appreciate it! :)

Doug Vinson December 27, 2016 at 3:01 PM My friend, when you return I will be glad. Ropes rough, if they ever get smooth, is that really any good? Things being burned away, stripped off, the furnace of truth ah well I am just saying things. Good luck, Darren. Darren White December 29, 2016 at 12:06 PM I understand Doug. Will manage and be back soon!

Kai Michael Neumann December 27, 2016 at 1:10 PM Gives me goose bumps. See you soon. Darren White December 29, 2016 at 12:04 PM I promise to be back soon, Kai. With inspiration for new poems

Tim Smith December 27, 2016 at 8:24 AM I can sense fear or is it a tiredness of the same routines...My prayers are with you my friend. Darren White December 29, 2016 at 12:03 PM Thank you my friend. Not home yet, but getting energy again for new poems. This one is dark, but I love it nonetheless.

Chris Green December 27, 2016 at 6:22 AM There is a deep loneliness in this and a question at the end that I am sure is desperate for an answer though there are better ways of fining that out. Very sad Darren, this one hurt to read because it was so well written. Chris Green December 27, 2016 at 7:26 AM Ok, we'll be thinking about you. Darren White December 27, 2016 at 7:25 AM Hospital for a little while. Chris Green December 27, 2016 at 7:22 AM Go? Darren White December 27, 2016 at 7:17 AM Thank you for saying it's a good poem. I will be alright again, when I am back I will be :) Time to go, take care!

Probir Gupta December 27, 2016 at 5:17 AM vivid images ... intellectually rich communication ... existential confusion ... Darren White December 27, 2016 at 6:18 AM Thank you for the kind words, Probir :)