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Early Onset

distracted corrupted 

turned on interrupted

end of the day 

little to say

 

tracing these lines 

helps me 

understand 

exactly who I am

 

I’ve held on to your 

memory

by drawing a spiral 

leading to you

 

kept in place 

with emotional objects

praying they’re not 

moving too soon

 

dreams of intimacies 

I’ve never known

push me 

where I want to go

 

I think I’ve found a place 

now 

where 

memories refuse to linger long

◄ The moving center

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Comments

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Martin Elder

Tue 7th Aug 2018 20:47

I love the last stanza in particular Robert of this poem.
Excellent

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Becky Who

Tue 7th Aug 2018 20:43

Oh gosh. This is so vivid and heart-breaking. I don't know what to say (which is silly for someone trying to write in a comments section). Take care xx

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