Memory Loss
"Memory Loss" - 5/26/21
When I am at my lowest points
And know the answer's in plain sight
Hiding beneath a this or that
A worn out shoe, an old felt hat
When all I see is loss-obscured
And victory's a worn out ward
Allergic to the touch of calm
That emanates from love's thick balm
When I am screaming silent cues
For help and empathy's red hues
Not capable myself of dialing
Numbers raw with sanctifying
When I am in this darkness-place
Chaos climbing in ivy twists
I picture your 'candescent face
Tinctures transforming tears to mist
As if to whisper "rise again
And when you do your break will bend
Your no will yes with multitudes"
Taut with this hope my heart colludes