Original Poetry

Memento.

It’s like forgetting something
like your mind
stifled in a bare room somewhere-where
scenery
shifts
falls
slips into

It’s like forgiving
something like your
self it’s like arranging a
room full of mirrors where
a single breath can
shatter
shave
shiver
I will quiver into

It’s like redemption but
without the taste

It’s like rain pattering
garbage on an empty waste

It’s like a sad song reaching no
one’s ears

It’s like a poet that nobody hears.



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Copyright 2010 J. Coate