Selling pieces of his soul was the only way he could get ahead
They were not large pieces, but they all added up
Outside everything was fine, but inside, the echoes of who he had been became a cacophony
Relegating his self-worth into moral bankruptcy
Eventually, he ran out of product, closed up shop, and faded from memory
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Clip (an acrostic poem)
Cutting out moments in time
Licking and sticking them into her memory
It made her happy collating all of them
Putting the rest of the dross in the recycle bin
Crisp (an acrostic poem)
Cider so hard you need a hammer and chisel to drink it
Resulting in puckered lips that would make an Instagram influencer jealous
It leaves an impression on the consumer’s soul
Searing the memory of that tree, that branch, that fruit, that moment
Permanently into your psyche
Scent (an acrostic poem)
Smelling your perfume on your pillow lingering with me in bed
Covers draped over my chest like your arm was
Every memory of you comes flooding back
Now you’re gone, so I get up and give your pillow another spritz.
That way I can wake up to you again tomorrow.
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Wet (an acrostic poem)
Weeping because you’re gone
Every drop a good memory of you before your passing
That’s why these tears will never stop
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Lost (an acrostic poem)
Looking for something familiar, some landmark to rattle is memory
Order to placate the chaos inside his head
Still, no matter how much he looked, there was nothing
That was worse than any Hollywood boogeyman ever
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Create (an acrostic poem)
Can’t make anything out of nothing
Really that’s a crock of bull
Everyone knows storytellers weave lies into whole cloth
And wrap you up inside nice and snug
That’s the stuff godhood is made of
Even if the magic eventually fades into memory
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Repeating (an acrostic poem)
Reaching the time gate, Jackson sighed with relief.
Even after everything had gone wrong for these past two years, he could set it right
Punching the emergency return button, the gate hummed to life
Eleven minutes from now, he would be able to go back to 2031
And this time know how to fix it. He leaped into the breach and felt something go…
The EMTs rushed him into the emergency room
It was found he had a brain aneurysm. It didn’t kill or paralyze him
No, it just affected his memory. His earliest memory was of 2028
Glimmers of something horrible sometimes surfaced, but therapy helped suppress it
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Memory (an acrostic poem)
Music played softly in the background
Emily smiled at her husband, watching him conduct the band in his mind
Matt was brilliant with a baton in his hand. It was something he was born to do
Oscar had said as much during Emily and Matt’s wedding ceremony
Reaching out to touch Matt, Emily smiled at that reminiscence
Yet she accepted that that recollection was gone for him, like so many others
Free (an acrostic poem)
Fences stretched to the horizon
Reinforcing the idea of being confined
Eunice focused on the eagle gliding high above
Envisioning herself soaring, the fences just a memory down below