Bitter Memories

See? Here I am with my Day 6 poem for the prompt, "bitter." (If you read my poem post early this morning for Day 7, you know what I'm talking about.)

Drink Me

Bitter Memory Potion

Take a spoonful

of memory, hold
your nose, swallow
without a gag, wash
it away with gob-
let of tears, swish
around aftermath
of releasing clutches
the holds have on you,
sweeten future with a dash
of foggy morning, running
shoes stumbling on
their way to fresh bitter-
sweets, swallowing
it all away to empty.

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