True Life Adventure
Filling lines I go from chair
to chair, does this work -
who knows but the reader.
Flows of words relay short
memories, where are the
long ones - gone forever.
He always said this was
a true life adventure -
made me remember the pain.
Comics, cartoons, friends,
stories, none were true
life, it was someone else's.
Filling holes left by guilt,
pain and heartache, words
pile up - creating new memories.
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