*cleansing memories*

*Cleansing memories*
Wipe your mind down
A sterile cloth in bleach dipped stroke
Across memories raw and troubled
Open yourself in crucifixion pose
Hands opens tendons of arms trembling
A crown of thorns force upon your head
Allow these solvents to soak in deep
Rid you of these aching memories
Which pillage rest from sleep
Leave you restless to always be moving
As if these memories were a rash
Or infestation of bed mites biting
And by your movement shake them free
By living life at speed of sound
Escape the life already lived
Does not work and never did
The memories dark stalk and tease
So throw yourself open wide
Allow the bleach of forgetfulness inside
Scrubs yourself till there is no more
Every surface scraped clean of memories
Your own name barely to be found
The life you lead no more
And new life start from state of null
Living life from point of naivety
And begin afresh memories accumulation
Which shall infest your thoughts and sleep
Until again you reach the stage
For a bleach wash crucifixion.