poemranker ::False Memory by nentwined

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Free verse № 160709

False Memory

by nentwined

Member since 2001 · Posted 31 May 2021 · Edited 2 Jun 2021 · 1 comment

Yesteryear’s good Was ever facade No deep noble roots But shallow bright sod A lawn for the few The Eloi dressed well While liminal Morlocks Fed on their souls And the rest of the world Was quietly bled Not even a footnote To account for the dead. // join me on collab — https://madewithcollab.com/collab/Wx0481w060p

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[9] Dovina 23-Jun-21/12:03 PM Reply
You call it "false memory" and I hope it is. Otherwise it's a morbid, but uniquely phrased, look back. Perhaps a mind like mine; it can go either way.