You Will Be

eventually, i will vaguely recollect the things i lost.
eventually,
you will be
gone.

And Sometimes

and sometimes
i can't breathe
because you took so much of me.

but anger and doubt
do inspire.

And Forgotten

that feeling
you get when you see someone from your past,
someone whose memory
you've drowned long ago

and forgotten.

it's like seeing a ghost.

your
chest cavity empties
into your stomach,
your skull
d
r
o
p
s
into your mouth.

breathless and speechless,
you try
remembering anything at all.

until...

your eyes focus.

it's not him.
it's not her.
it's not them.

and you're alone again,
staring too deeply at a stranger.

Let Me Touch

let me touch
your hair
as we watch mine grow fat
in this mist.

something has fallen
and i'm waiting

but nothing comes.

Fondly Yours

In the future, we will all shout at machines.

And when we wake up, there will be teeth
in the grass.

Alone, we will spend most of our lives coming to terms
we don't fully understand.

In bed
we reach for those no longer next to us
and wonder
if they remember us at all.

Sentimental memories cling like ticks
and grow fat.

And they give gifts
for the beheadings
of our poisoners.
And prisoners.

Please remember me.

Fondly.