04-27-2022, 08:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-27-2022, 08:22 PM by RiverNotch.)
I remember you and remembering you
is all I ever do nowadays. Waking up
recalls my waking up on the day after the night
my eyes were shut to sleep by my shedding
so many tears over you, while going
to bed and shutting my bedside light
recalls the arcade where we last met
and the way its lights were swallowed by the night
on my way home. So why is it when I pray
each morning, nowadays
I never pray for you? I like to think my fancy
only turned to malice once, that I have had
my reckoning, but indifference
always gave me greater trouble. What hurts more
anyways? The malice a dad spews to his son
or abandonment by a mum? And since nowadays
all I ever do is remember you, how great the chance
you'll come back just to haunt me. "You owe me too much",
you'll say, your face a ghostly white,
and maybe then I'd finally forget, dying of fright.
is all I ever do nowadays. Waking up
recalls my waking up on the day after the night
my eyes were shut to sleep by my shedding
so many tears over you, while going
to bed and shutting my bedside light
recalls the arcade where we last met
and the way its lights were swallowed by the night
on my way home. So why is it when I pray
each morning, nowadays
I never pray for you? I like to think my fancy
only turned to malice once, that I have had
my reckoning, but indifference
always gave me greater trouble. What hurts more
anyways? The malice a dad spews to his son
or abandonment by a mum? And since nowadays
all I ever do is remember you, how great the chance
you'll come back just to haunt me. "You owe me too much",
you'll say, your face a ghostly white,
and maybe then I'd finally forget, dying of fright.