Time and memory are like waves
which reverberate throughout
your life. People who are
anchored to the past have ways
of reappearing in the present.
Their moorings torn loose
by the power that drives them
through their life and yours.
Faces aged yet recognizable
show up completely out of place.
Was it really them? Or
was it a doppelganger trying
to lure me into some trap.
Messages left seeking for
who knows what, leave
such a sour taste in the mouth.
Hmmm, push a button, delete,
I got no more to say.
©2018
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