your memories are quite
perverse sometimes -
they come uninvited…
and they linger…teasing me
like ripples – caressing the surface
of calm waters – undulating…
and i am always left defenseless –
unable to cast them out of
my mind..they simply mingle
with the chaos that already
exists within…
Reblogged this on 20 Lines or Less.
I imagine that many have felt this way.