Please forgive if you can
It isn't that I don't want to remember
That I don't want to reciprocate
Its that I can't
No matter how hard I try
How much I try to recall
The river has flowed too fast
Flowed too long
My dam has not burst
But the cracks are showing
My abutments are detached
Water gushing out, the occasional fish
Lake Memory is draining fast
Exposing stumps and roots and rocks
Names, faces: fish flopping in shallows
Drying, dying in the sun
Please don't take offense
If I don't get back to you
The dam has too many holes
And I have too few thumbs
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Hang in there, IG.
ReplyDeleteIf your label "why doesn't he just shut up" is about you, it's all wrong. I hope you never shut up. I love reading your words, even when I don't "get" it.
ReplyDeletewe do what we can. sometimes the water rises so fast that we're busy bailing. that is life. take care.
ReplyDeleteBoy, can I relate to this...
ReplyDelete(((Irish)))
JanfromtheSushiBar
Nothing can hold back that gusher. It just needs to flow downhill with gravity pulling it out.
ReplyDeleteSomething going on there Irish? Wonderfully written.
ReplyDeleteI feel that and love that.
ReplyDeletelovely last two lines
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