Absolution
written by: Dickson Shreffler
The night was slow dreamless
Faces floated by nameless
Places seemed unrecognizable
But I’d been to them all
Each street lamp made me labor for breath and step
I thought about waking…
escaping entrapment..
But what deed or thought
had I done or imagined to bring me in this state to a place seemingly inescapable
Past failures…
Past transgressions…
I would beg for forgiveness
If that was all that was needed
Maybe a memory scavenger hunt
A list of events and hurt that
I need to reconcile and forget
But whatever this place was it seemed to want more of something that I was unable to give
Longtime retailer. Born in California but grew up in South Florida. I have been writing since I was 15 years old. I'm now just beginning giving serious thought to the words I put down on paper.
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