Art of Forgetting  

5/28/2005 4:12 pm Last Read: 3/5/2006 9:28 pm

Art Of Forgetting In an attempt to ignore my periodic pain, I decided to forget simple details of you, One long day at a time. Your face now lacks its expressive eyes, Your tall nose now just a flat button, The mouth I used to love, a rhombus Irregular, pale and edgy. Last week I removed your strong hands, Stitched fingerless triangles to Rusty iron arms that can’t bend to hug. Your torso is roll of bubble wrap Good for poking and pinching At my fancy and whim. Your legs are still the same, Athletic bordering on bulky. Your funny feet heavy as bricks. Tomorrow will grow extra toes. And turn to yellow jelly, So you could wobble your way around, Not that you ever firmly stood up for me before. No matter how you finally turn out to be, I will forget you, slowly and gracefully.