My mind whirrs endlessly on painstaking filter of memories.
One arm stamps a blood red rectangle "the end";
bold and embossed at center.
Another arm stacks and palletes.
Coldest corners, there memories rest
waiting to be wiped clean slates.
Choo! choo! the train starts again from the abandoned heart's lane racing through the veins.
Carriage by carriage full on refuse making it's way to brain.