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What I Desire
a thought, emerges
an irking, "quick! grab ahold of it!"
your side is remembrance and the other forgetfullness
a game, tug of war
but it slowly slides and gives way
gone
leaking out of the 'so called' grasp of memory
the feeling still there reminiscing
but the meaning has long since turned its back
I wonder where they all go?
to some dark place in the back of the mind
far away from curiosity, youth, and brightness
where they churn thoughts into vacancy
and a little evil ruler sits atop a pile of them all
"been collecting for years," he'll say
to think them again,
is what I desire
but that's a quest for a great soldier only
who's willing to risk being turned
INTO A THOUGHT
This piece describes the process of losing a thought. The frustration of trying to remember. All writers experience this throughout their life, so I hope most can relate to the poem.