Boomerang
Inside this home of fragile walls...
you always know when to come back.
not to have coffee or chat but to
interrupt a streak of good vibes with a
random interruption on any given day.
i failed to see you coming this time, armed
with vivid ammunition, aimed at accosting
my brain until i'm stirred to the point of
being broken...
you never waste time playing clips in my
head like a suspenseful trailer set on repeat.
i stare at the clock like it has something to add—
but really, i'm stuck like a bug to flypaper
sifting through events that led to your creation.
now, you're free to roam inside my world,
waiting for opportunities to be known again.
and again.
and again...
i wish i knew how to bury you in a time
capsule and forget the location. instead,
i remember you often.
the day, the loud BANG, the airbags, the confusion, the fear, the hospital, the stitches, the headaches...
i survived to see more days. i'm grateful for that.
but you won't let it go... there may never be
closure where your impact loses its sting.
all I want is to file you away with others in a
cloud of forgotten memories.
-wishing isn't powerful enough to do that-
how can something so far in the past
still hold weight in the future? I don't
know the answer, but every time we're
done haunting me, i fling you back
into orbit, hoping you don't return.
but you do... you always will. i see that now...
***
and i never did get that ice cream i went out
late one evening for. vanilla used to be my favorite...
About the Creator
Lamar Wiggins
Creative writer in the Northeast US who loves the paranormal, mystery, true crime, horror, humor, fantasy and poetry.
"Life is Love Experienced" -LW
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Comments (41)
Back AGAIN to say congrats on honourable mention the "how I remember it challenge" Lamar!!
Returning to congratulate you, Lamar, on your win❣
Oh wow, that was such a unique take on how grief can feel, continually coming back suddenly, like a boomerang. Excellent metaphor. I didn’t realize what this was at first when I started reading it but then it reminded me of my own, and others’ accounts of dealing with grief, how when you least expect it and it comes right back and you have to deal with it again. Excellent work with this, I see why it was a top story!
Wooohooooo congratulations on your honourable mention! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Congratulations! I am surprised they didn’t rank this higher, but a TS and a mention ain’t bad
This deserves to be in the winner circle, I was glad to see it acknowledged. Congratulations
So vivid, so beautiful. Congratulations 🎉
Good evening, my name is Samuel I'm a poet and journalist I would love to read some of your work, and build community would love if you could check some of my work out as well-!
This is a beautiful and astonishing invocation of the never "done haunting me..." syndrome. (Words fail me, but you use them well) Boomerang indeed. Well deserved TS. Congrats!
A vivid picture you painted here! You tapped deep into the psyche for this one. Fantastic work and congratulations on the well-deserved Top Story!
Heavy. Well written thanks for sharing ♥️
Congrats!!! ... This hit me harder than I expected… the way you turned trauma into poetry feels raw and unforgettable. 🔥 You just gained a new fan.
Congratulation!!!♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
Congratulations on your top story, Lamar! "All I want is to file you away with others in a cloud of forgotten memories." Boy, do I know how that feels. This sounds like a real-life traumatic event. I am sorry. Perhaps the boomerang will malfunction and be forever grounded.
pain and happiness create new grooves in the brain that will trigger like a jump scare some days....I think this hits us all pretty close to home...congrats
This is such a powerful piece, and the way you carried it through to that closing line was amazing. Congratulations on your Top Story!
Oh wow, this is gut-punching, Lamar. If it’s based in your experience I hope one day you are let go of forever.
Wow, just like me this story came back around!! Congrats on Top Story, Lamar!! 🎉
A powerful piece, my friend. It is astonishing that those people, places, events and ideas that we wish to rid ourselves of seem always to creep back into our consciousness. The boomerang is a perfect symbol of this sad truth. Well done!
This is one of the saddest poems I’ve read on here. Powerful writing Lamar, and I think the content is very brave. It’s a hard feeling to grapple with; and though it’s entirely natural and normal it’s also definitely hard to even admit, that sometimes when we’re in mourning we might wish relief even from the memories themselves. That’s in its own way a testament to the love lost, that remembering is so painful you have to wish to forget. Kudos to you for channeling this into such a strong poem
Nicely done sir another placement on the leaderboard.
Wooohooooo congratulations on your Leaderboard placement! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
This is relatable, it feels like anxiety to me. Those moments no matter how insignificant always come back to haunt us, or flys back like a boomerang! Congrats on taking fifth in this week's leaderboard!
Back to say congrats! Pleasure to share the podium with you. Put my writing battle entry live too in debrief