Wednesday, May 23, 2012
amnesiac
and we should pity those
who never remember anything
even though they were there,
for while free minds are
soaring backwards,
they are most likely
soreing from their bed,
but will not stir.
so we sit at their
feet, or holding their
hand grasping at tubes
pleading them to remember
the tidbits of our face,
does not my nose spark
something in you?
Do you not remember those
long afternoons when
petals fell, oh yes,
petals fall in every
direction, I do not have to
explain.
But no, you remember nothing.
nothing at all.
and so that's what you are,
another amnesiac victim,
and I shall say to you,
"Oh, that's quite alright."
But I will not say "I'm sorry,"
for it was not I who hit you
over the head with a hammer,
your self-inflicted memory-loss
came early-on I'm sure,
in childhood-roughly,
like sand-paper to your
very-soul, you murmured:
"I will not remember this,
and I will not remember that,
and I will of course forever
block this out, for it is of
little significance," Oh yes,
clearly,
as it was nothing but love.
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