The cautious footsteps of Memory return To discover yet again familiar landscapes Her feet hardened and blistered by the trail Eyes blinded by the cataract of disillusionment
Adolescent arrogance reined in the promise of dawn Even as the soft glow of dusk fuelled wanton lust But now Memory rides the chariot in noon's glory And consumes dreamy images in tongues of flame.
Smiling faces painted in pulsating vibrating colors Shrivel up beneath the harsh light of retrospection On a canvas filled with the strokes of emotion She finds decadent expression of judgement deformed.
