Anew

the trouble with memories
is in the fading
cut in around the corners
take the pumice to the
root and scrape,scrape
until it bleeds
and blurs
the dates and times become
unknown
and feelings of love
turn to hate
and fall into
indifference
the powder it produces
in the cleanse-away
still just as harmful
as before
but can be
undoubtedly
washed away
and this is when
you can finally learn
to breathe again