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Taunting Memories

 When I start to miss you

I think of the blood that

Swelled in my heart

And propelled through my body

For you.

Then the ribbed knife

Is recalled. The one that

You jammed in my heart.

Dragged it across the chambers

Watched with a malevolent smile.

Our memories of happiness

Are etched in my mind.

I cannot escape them

Everywhere I turn,

They whisper to me

Screech, chide, and command.

Taunt me with dreams of you.

Of us.

Images of football cleats

And rugby shirts grasp my dreams.

Tickles of five o’clock shadow

And back rubs stir a sleepless night.

When I run, they run to me.

When I cry, they cry with me.

When I laugh, they laugh at me.

When I forget, they remind me.

Your unyielding control over my

Mind, body, soul, thoughts

is omnipotent.