Guilty Conscience
Guilty Conscience
A snippet of a memory,
Floats up again,
Unable to drown.
Remains bobbing.
No symptoms appear,
Calm and pulsing.
Oblivious.
A virus resides.
Rewinding.
Rewatching.
Wringing out the scene,
It comes.
Rogue wave.
Damned roots implanted, writhes.
Stretching open its accursed ribs.
Organs flailing, suspended.
Leashed down, subduing.
Stitching the cuts,
Bandaging it,
Seemingly blended,
Yet remaining infected.