2.6

Call me stupid, inane, or crazy for trying,
(but I’d shoot back you started it by lying.)
Tell me to sleep and wake up blind,
(I’d drag you down with our limbs entwined.)
When it starts to pour, hold me tight like a glass;
keep your balance in the fields of grass
with my on your fingertips, hanging on just barely,
clawing at your nails, begging to be treated fairly.

You are a beast of injustice.
You are the gavel that beats on my neck.
No matter how many times I live
and breathe all over again,
you never look my way.
I simply cannot remember a single moment
where you have cared;
even when I was on my knees at times
crying
you were ignorant.

But,

When you tell me to let go I’d just say that I love you.
Loved you.
When you scream for hatred I’d be indifferent.
I still am.
When you beg me to remember I’ll already have forgotten.
And it will be that way, forever.

A nagging in the storm like a chorus of raindrops:
You are whispering to me, the noise is nonstop…
you mutter with tears dripping away:
“please remember just this one day
and remember the words that I will say…
I’ve loved you and will love you always.
You’ve left behind those days in May,
where we were the sculptors and this world our clay
before the first death and before we would pray.
You remember the skies when fire had rained?
How we clutched each other, victims to fray,
Not knowing that we couldn’t stay?

Do you remember how, when the world started again,
I took you to the hospital. After you started screaming.
And you woke, saying you’d forgotten.
Do you remember?”

You trail off. Or I think I fell asleep.
There is an IV in my arm
a heart monitor elsewhere
and thin sheets over my legs.

Call me stupid, inane, or crazy for trying,
(but I’d shoot back you started it by lying.)
Tell me to sleep and wake up blind,
(I’d drag you down with our limbs entwined.)
When it starts to pour, hold me tight like a glass;
keep your balance in the fields of grass
with my on your fingertips, hanging on just barely,
clawing at your nails, begging to be treated fairly.

You are a beast.
And I cannot remember the day before today.
Tell me, will you?

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