People have a bad taste to come back. Like the zombies in the movies, you shoot them, you think you have killed them and finally freed them and they, inexorably, get up and continue to drag themselves towards you. I don’t honestly know why people feel the desire to come back and yet they do, maybe because they want to finish finishing you off, or because they miss your contempt, they come back out of curiosity to see how you are, what you do, how you survive without them, with who have replaced them, they come back because they are afraid that you have forgotten about them and by coming alive they refresh the memory, they come back because they have no other victim to bother, but the worst reason, perhaps, is that they come back because they are convinced that they have changed and of having become better people, who have understood the lesson and are overflowing with a repentance that they must throw up on you to obtain forgiveness, which makes all guilt disappear from their consciences. When people return, however, they are completely oblivious to the thoughts and feelings of those who exiled them, seeing that hungry zombie stubbornly dragging along only adds to the detachment, contempt and determination to maintain a position that was taken for specific reasons. Often in seeing a person return, the first thought that comes to mind is the last unpleasant fight that made you live and all the evil that it caused you. The fact of saying “I don’t want to see you anymore” leaves no room for but and if, it is an apocalyptic and definitive phrase, whoever pronounces it has considered it well and has no second thoughts. So the advice is: don’t go back to those who don’t even want you as a souvenir.


2 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Marcia Pilar
    Oct 14, 2021 @ 09:49:34

    It’s a new day.
    Of new mercies every morning.
    Merciful to the merciful.
    A new day nonetheless.


  2. johncoyote
    Oct 14, 2021 @ 12:51:37

    I agree dear friend. “So the advice is: don’t go back to those who don’t even want you as a souvenir.” Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.


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