Broken Memories

Memories are like

a clock

thats ten minutes-

or a a year and three quarters-

late.

They're always in the past,

no matter how hard you try to 

fix it.

Memories are like

a cracked mirror

old, blackening

and scared.

From countless hours of

trying to 

rub the dirt off

because that couldn't possibly be

your face.

Memories are like

a shop full of photos,

portraits, 

toy sailboats, 

keys with no locks,

locks with no keys,

and those things your grandmother 

might have played with as a child. 

Accordions that don't play,

stale raisin bread,

pictures of cats and dogs, 

bottled rain,

and pickle jars. 

Memories are like

a broken set of emptiness. 

Reviews

[Raymond Federle]

A second read.... EXCELLENT!

[Raymond Federle]

Well done. You captured this emotion well! "Memories are like a cracked mirror old, blackening and scared." How wonderfully dark! Luv it! :0