I remember you so well.
The way I felt that,
I alone owned
and knew you.
Your pale fragile body
wrapped over and over in my memories and emotions.
I remember the way I could find arches and curves
when my eyes went fuzzy and my fingers traced your bodies.
There are so many of you.
I want to set you all free
filled with my denied expectations
and foolishness.
My highest aspirations
and deepest regrets.
I'll bury you deep in some hole,
cold and crumpling
as I pile the dirt on your stained body
or watch you writhe and float about in some steel barrel
as I cascade down lighter fluid
and say my final goodbyes
to your gathering ashes.
I'll be rid of you
I don't want you to commemorate my mistakes anymore.
I'll burn you alive
my memories turning to ash on your frail and blistering body.
You will be gone forever;
you ****** notebooks of high school poetry.