Untouchable Memories

 Untouchable Memories

memories don’t just die

anywhere

they linger and rise; here

touch me; they say

to give a ride and take you away

however hard you try; to stay

drops of blood; spread

like butter on bread

toasted to taste; bled

words yet unsaid

hung themselves unheard

unspoken; let alone read

among the grains; soil eroding

the flood fled; fleeting

while memories kept the grass; floating

to wherever it flies; it glides

untouchable; up in the skies

roasted to darkness;  in star lights

Gabriel Guangul

21 September 2014