i am afraid you
have forgotten everything
worthy of memory – all the ways
you have died – all the dreams you
have materialized.
i am afraid you
will wrap yourself against
everything you seek,
the shadow in your belly
birthing the shape of what
you want to forget.
i am afraid you
will never forgive yourself
those things forgotten
yet held like a knife over your throat
and guarding the voice
which could be yours.
i am afraid i
will ache miss wait
while you
shiver another day into
half-life
forget & forget & forget
