Anemoia
Perception of forgotten promises by Marchanna 'Mars' Bentley
By Marchanna 'Mars' BentleyPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
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It's slow creeping
And also an abrupt sensation,
Feeling much like unexpected separation
Of something slight you cannot remember for having ever known.
"A feather like touch,"
The ghost of him remained in her mind
Long after their demise
Like smoke wafting from candles dissipating but never quite.
Echoes of the damage left in his wake
Stuck to her like burr on wool---
Though pricking at her pleasantly so
And reminding her she could never let go.
This has been her selfish soliloquy to the one that slices her open
When the cat and mouse game of life
Came to it's bittersweet end
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About the Creator
Marchanna 'Mars' Bentley
I am the award-winning author of Mother Monster: A Tiny Book of Small Sadness, a tiny book of ego death, essays and poetry. Visit my blog! marsonmars.substack.com
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