Satin Red Memory

Too soft and forsaken
to be truthful by its touch,
the satin red bed sheet stained
by the past of misconduct.
The world only knows the tale
of its deadly thin array,
how it captures secrets of the raped,
the deceived, and broken faith.
It is better to not regret
so we try to forget those
gritty memories we have made,
but the sheets will keep them locked away.
We cannot kill what we did not create;
the ugliness of human race.
We manipulate memories and try to replace,
we entangle ourselves with shame and disgrace
in these satin red bed sheets
that remember it all
and they will never forget what we have done wrong.

© Christopher Rossi, 2010

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It is better to not regret
so we try to forget those
gritty memories we have made,
but the sheets will keep them locked away.

Love this idea, this is an original take on being haunted by the past and the experiences (often regrettable or painful) that shape us as human beings. Seems no matter how we try we cannot erase those memories. You've captured the essence of this idea quite nicely here.

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brillant and truthful, agree with you.