Sunday, September 16, 2012

I’ve Forgotten Nothing

What thoughts are forgotten
what narratives have disappeared
how far are we from yesterday
if today has gone unheard.

So talk about your solitude
dissecting life and fears
such a wonderful disguise it is
which you’ve developed over years.

But if I could reach beyond the stars
to touch your gentle cheek
to dodge the slaughter of your tongue
and feel your hips beneath.

Then all those lost forgotten hopes
vacations of a dislocated heart
compromises and despairs
would be ours to keep.

So I’ve forgotten nothing then
and remember yesterday
and what I’ve forgotten doesn’t matter
nor does the narrative.

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