embargo

that city always in flux
sometimes I do disdain
but other times rejoice
for oft I find the change
lifts my embargo
on a street or park or neighborhood
replacing pain with either nothingness
or even something good
for instance
there where once
in restaurant now since closed
a date with one I would forget
and here a sidewalk
of first kisses
so altered
that remembrance and regret
haunt me no more
for mind no more connects the two
and in the disassociation
no pain born anew
because where once
a nail salon
now a shop for shoes
where once memory
by location forced on me
now my choice to choose