ignorance – i passed on the street today –
(outspoken bias like a crows call).
we did not speak,
well,
he tried…
(insidious comments – contrite, obtrude)
my thoughts remained inside my head,
(impulse fighting lips – pursed tight!)…

safely passed,
i turned to take one final glance –
(no fear of turning to salt!).
hoping i would see – nothing…

how shocked to find –
old nemesis –
hypocrite!

i thought that time would take away the memories,
(bottles sank in a distant sea – message lost),
but i find –
all too available –
feelings,
(anguish, hurt, remorse),
and try as i may –
i just cannot erase your touch…
(nails on a chalkboard),
or remove the splinters of your hurt from my heart…
(time does not heal all wounds!)