A Memory In My Mind

...It feels just like a memory in my mind.


A memory of a long gone past!


The past that was keen to offer itself over to me...
 In trays filled with vagrancy.


Yes!

Trays laden with dreams...


 Deafened dreams...by the cries of a heart which never believed that it would somewhat be freed from the shackles of; "good morality" ...



But what good morality? "...