Enough

The world of childhood, did it die, or did the childish – I

Lately, I’ve gone searching here and yon and in dark corners

of my mind – she’s there, I know it.

What great calamity sent her hie to hide

away from day

What was the final injury; what sight; what slur,

what fall for her

was the one that brought the words

no more

enough

I try so hard to remember; I seek to ask, but  she flees through veils of

of years denied through rooms long dark, and halls of dust echo

ancient tears she cried

enough

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