Splintered Memories

A grey sky for a grey world

The cold stings and charcoal clouds weep


Broken memories resurface

like coiling snakes

They wrap around pallid fingers

And whisper somber tunes

An ancient lullaby unearthed

To mumble of its translucent promises


The everlasting taste of hot chocolate

Bittersweet on a yearning tongue

The porcelain cup stained deep brown

Shakes in scared hands


And then it falls and shatters

Thousands of white pieces

Onto hard concrete

The sound rings hollow

In ears that cannot hear

And a silent scream erupts

From a mouth that cannot speak


The septic past bleeds

And cries out in scarlet red agony


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