"Memory"

A sudden splice of memory strikes my head. It is not

A breathing, fully-fledged flashback, nor is it

A dusty drip in the desert. It is just

A glassy, red-blue-green, translucent panel, swiping with

All the other fragile sheets of memory.

The memory,

Throbbing in pain,

Thriving with ambition to get out of long-term, is

Thronging and consuming the mind at every corner. It

Meticulously manifests,

Morphing into a magnetic, malign

Maelstrom, bringing and inducing

Mayhem, transforming the
Mind into a

Madhouse, and convinces its owner to take a stride disguised as a "leap of faith" into the void of darkness where there is no happiness and only more loneliness. The memory, contagious and carcinogenic, freezes the mind takes over it conquers it and, destroys, it, by, shredding, it, into, a, million, pieces; until

Something, thankfully,

Stanches the blood. It might be a

Stream of consciousness, a
Spring awakening, or a

So-called "savior".

Defeated, the parasite once again returns to its residence.

Business as usual, life goes back to "normal". Seasons come and go,

Yet, the memory, rash, ravenous, and

Reckless, is plotting to take its

Revenge, by fooling the owner into

Repeating all of this. And I am destined to

Relish it, all over again.