Flame

I took out all the photographs

I had of me and you

Spread them on a table

To give those memories

One last look

Before I burned them up

As the match ignited

I sent up a silent prayer

Then I set the pile ablaze

I watched the smoke begin to curl

And chanted my new mantra

A hope that all the images

That still linger in my mind

Would disappear along with those

That I fed into the flames