[Corneac]

-dedicated and inspired by a certain know-it-all who likes to dash my hopes and remind me of reality

Old times are gone,
he said to me,
so “just like old times”
is beyond reprieve,

so the future passed
me a letter,
a formal looking one,
“I’m sorry to inform you…
but the past is gone and done”

and the letter, sealed in wax,
stamped out my hopes
-just like that,

but of course in my naivety,
my fleeting will and memory,
I crumpled the letter
and in a one-goal shot throw,
I decided that old times
are all that I know,
and whilst I bask, reminiscing,
my future sits in the bin,
festering,

[Venomous Vixen]

I think the one thing that bugged me about this piece is that it read too much like a continuous thought, there were a bit too many connectors for me personally... a lot of "so"'s "and"'s the "but of course" besides that the content is fantastic... throwing the letter of the future into the waste basket and reminiscing on the past. Haha, reminds me of what I used to say to my dad "stop living in the past, Dad, it's over, get on with it". Again, the way you see things, time, memory, ideas in the ways you do just blows my mind.