Some days
I wish the past
Was a shed out back
Falling-down shabby shack
Barn-like amnesiac
Full-blown 4-alarm panic attack
Packed full of every bad time.
I’d burn it down
Raze it to the ground
Not an ash to be found
My mind unbound
Flames call to this firebrand
Set matches to this misused land
Jump on chance and take your stand
But. On the other hand…
You’d burn with it
Forget it