Peeling the Onion

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Today while chopping onions

For baked beans, I considered

The metaphorical onion.

I’ve been going through a rough patch

The past several weeks, peeling

Off another layer of long ago.

If only one layer would deal with one

Memory, wouldn’t be so bad,

But the damn things are so irrevocably

Interconnected. I’d like to think

I’ve ripped off the last layer

But I’d only fool myself.

There’s nothing for me to do

But keep on peeling

Right down to the weeping.

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