Letter to an Indifferent – 1

Muse, dear muse
Faintly, I still hear you
crying, now laughing
with Charon

You are gone, yes
You’ve let me go
Now you can breathe freely

Dear muse
Do our dreams go on endlessly ?
Could you not have shown me one kindness
and taken from me these memories ?
Which, unbidden,
remind me of what was, once ?

The cruelty isn’t that you’re gone
It is that I remember.


Near a place once known
13 February, 2015


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