By kevin urenda, kluless70@hotmail.com
Date: 6 October 2000
you - another bump
you
came again to my memory
like a regret that
I thought I was finished
beating myself with
and that old familiar ache
that I never let
grow into a contempt
that would have poisoned
any love I once felt
blows through me
as if the regrets have formed
into the cold front blowing through
here today
and I've nothing to ward off
the impending chill
10.06.00
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