Hurt and regret grown upon distance and neglect
a soul never forgets, so heavy are your debts

Cleaved smooth are words in a prologue of love
upon a somber mood, a lie in truth is interwove

we start in darkness swept and unclean
left apart from us, all but a sigh unseen

a sunrise doomed to clear the starry night
vision consumed, of words impossible to recite

time in memory where words collect in twilight construction
little of a back-story, loaded with comical self-destruction

ask whether the past prologue
thoughts tether to a ideologue

clearer skies within
mirror eyes chagrin