Day One

Tucking away
each wretched
retrospection
a cache of beautiful
lies gone bad

These articles have
tangibly roused
the heart to
bitterness, so
shoo them away

Here they'll fold
in on themselves,
the teeth with care
wrapped up to hide
identifying marks

And I'll fiercely wish
them forgotten
oh, let this hole be
fathomless. The
sickly gleaming

never to reach my eye
'til it's long closed
and ever restful.