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Rememberance of Snow
What is a dream but a future memory
What is a seam but a suture and
A past treachery
He stands at an intersection
Between these two lovers
Interpersonal inspection
Personal dereliction from a brother
He sees a chance to be free
But at what cost to thee
He can’t bring a remedy
Nor calm, quiet, solemnity
As the snow falls onto loose earth
He knows its a hex, a curse
To not be claimed instead
To live in maimed undeath.
What is a seam but a suture and
A past treachery
He stands at an intersection
Between these two lovers
Interpersonal inspection
Personal dereliction from a brother
He sees a chance to be free
But at what cost to thee
He can’t bring a remedy
Nor calm, quiet, solemnity
As the snow falls onto loose earth
He knows its a hex, a curse
To not be claimed instead
To live in maimed undeath.
Published 13th Dec 2021
Author's Note
This poem is about an old friend of mine that died at an early age. At the time I was young and didn't understand, and instead of being there for her, I left her life in hopes that I wouldn't be hurt. Now many years later I can't help but wonder what it would have felt like for her, and if being there for her would have made any difference.
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15th Dec 2021 3:31pm
Heavy topic; your author's note has me tearing up. May you find peace <3
16th Dec 2021 2:08pm
Thank you, I think I'm doing fine. This topic has been on my mind a lot lately, and being able to write it down has helped. I find that Life's all about progressing through different stages, so now I'm just looking back at this stage in my life through a more mature lens.
