variations on a diary

god

those things which beg to be forgotten are unforgivable.

mother time

whose love turned the sun
unto the stars

she had not eyes for time
though soon beget life
and learned to see

she gazed back upon herself
regretting it instantaneously

so,
she turned into a ghost,
begging to herself
hopefully

for her children would forget her utterly and completely

that they might move on with their lives to live life freely

and so
she lived

vicariously

unforgivably

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