I'll remember something
from the distant past
as a mortal betrayal
and then again
I'll remember it
in a neutral light,
simply as something
that happened,
not as something
that happened
to me
that shouldn't
have happened,
that I
didn't deserve.
So my question is,
should I cling
to that feeling of betrayal,
to that way
of looking
at my past
as if I have been
unforgivably
wronged?
Should I cling
to that delicious feeling
of having been wronged,
of being in the right,
of being innocent,
even if that feeling
is wearing out
as the wrongs
shrink smaller and smaller
in my
rearview
mirror?
And if I do
let it go,
do stop clinging,
do I irretrievably
betray
myself?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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