Friday Guilt 

Have I lost it?

My hands fumble 

for the page,

the feel of it

sends memories

echoing around 

my head,

if I could,

could only touch it-

have I lost it?

Body shaking,

I go towards it,

I bury my head

within it and


not the same as before,

never the same as before,

not as if I ever thought 

it could be the same as before but,


Have I lost it?

I pray,

I hope I haven’t;

the words have an unusual 

way of making

themselves known,

they come to me

in the darkest of hours,

my head bleeding

from their entry

and they force their

lives to be told

through my hands,


here it is:

have I lost it?


Will I continue?

Of course. 


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