The Forgetting (Poetry)

The face, in this picture

Looks sort, of familiar

The eyes I have seen

But the name rather distant

When was the time, the immeasurable date

My thoughts are blurry and mutated

        I’ve forgotten it, don’t remember bliss

        Too long ago and too far away (it all slipped away)

        If we ever kissed, memory’s a ship

        That sailed long ago and so far away (it all slipped away)

A lover stranger than fiction

Dragged by the winds ‘til barely a whisper

The years a mausoleum

Ancient and inconsistent

When was goodbye? It escapes all my guesses

The eternal sunshine of repression

        I’ve forgotten it, don’t remember bliss

        Too long ago and too far away (it all slipped away)

        If we ever kissed, memory’s a ship

        That sailed long ago and so far away (it all slipped away) 

A face, in a picture

A lover, or a fiction?

Something like a dream

Spiraling into oblivion

A lifeless cadaver, half-remembered disaster

Retreating harder and faster;

A voice, on the phone

Sounds like, nothing before

The words I all know

But their meaning, non-existent

Why are you talking about lightning and feelings?

Why are you talking about

What was defeated?


All Rights Reserved (c) John Vinacci 2019

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