. . . and so to survive, they'd need to forget.
- Lawrence Raab
You revisit the memories
knowing that soon some will be overwritten.
Permanently deleted.
Several refuse to join the lineup.
Others waffle.
A long ball into the right field bleachers
the runners advancing
too late now to rethink the gameplan.
You too had to be dragged in here
by the scruff of the neck
pockets turned out, shoes and socks removed,
trying to buy time, incoherent.
And then, of course, the room you pretend doesn't exist.
Sorry, but the title has been reworked.
The scene rewritten.
Someone had to do it, yes?
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| Robert and Shana ParkeHarrison |