05 October 2018



There is a wall
built down 
the memory lane

It is guarded well
with spokes
and grills

Cemented even
to push me around
the other way

Behind it
I don't clearly remember
But is something fierce

Like a tidal wave
That can break in any day
and take me away

Could it drown me?
or 
Could it teach me

How to swim.