Fragments

[Euan]

Etched memories, carved.
Into barren stone.
Slightly faint:
is meaning subdued and
battered.

Grinded stone
scattered.
Nestling
in the sand.
Glimmering bright,
illuminating the
shadows.
Casting darkness crescent.

The Moon is bleeding
the blood, a child's
it washes through my hair
drenching me
I am disgusted:
reminded of love.

A time of scattered pieces,
repressed.
Memories breaking free,
rising above the neglect.
The illusions,
decaying.
The flesh, its stench - stronger..

Cool mists settling
the water's surface a host.
Darkness, consistent.
Constantly concealing the pieces
to the puzzle plaguing your memory.
Still they glimmer!