Kisses
and Thorns
No
freedom of choice is the memories motto
They
choose to lie in wait in a mind grotto
When they
party you can’t get blotto
It’s
always now even if it’s tomorrow
Happy
memories that make you sad
Sad
memories that raise regret in a tad
Those
that play out and you realize you were a cad
Others
that don’t and leave in the middle making you glad
Drink to
forget and eat to remember
Mind on May
and then that time in September
Changes
month names to emotions
Time
relativity in memories, fleet intense devotions
This
trait to relive the emotive past
Part of
teaching or a roust
What’s
the point of this inner joust?
You end
up where you began this mental pout
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