Soon
You'll be alone with the memory
of all
your sincere regards.
And I'll
shuffle off the deck, discretely.
This cruise
Has been free of charge,
so far...
...but the price of admission is guilt
There's a series of fiction confessions in you,
and I'm scenting the sense of a new career -
when you fly off the cliff after it,
won't you spare me one
glance
in
your
rear
view
mirror,
you?
Remember my shine.
As you wash the world in light,
from the one thing you got right
Remember my shine.
Once you've seen the last of me,
that's the worst of it you'll have to see
Remember my shine.
As you let your vision dim
from the too much light
that you let in,
remember my
mind
somewhere
over the spectrum.
And heart
in a cool, dry place.
Where you
have been trapped in graven image,
by the lines
as it desiccates
in an airless space
...while the heiresses R.S.V.P.
They beg to inform you on bended knee
that you'll be attending the banquet alone,
at a change of address, it is now your
home
sweet
home
Remember my shine.
As you wash the world in light,
from the one thing you got right
Remember my shine.
Once you've seen the last of me,
that's the worst of it you'll have to see
Remember my shine.
As you let your vision dim
from the too much light
that you let in,
remember mine.
This abyss that I have been
is not the worst fix I've been in
Since you've seen the last of me,
having left behind the best you'll see,
if you let your vision drown,
from the too much light that you let down,
Remember why
now,
Remember our
time,
Remember
mine
1 comment:
A "Rev" (revised, later, final draft) of a prior poem:
https://apocketfulofpoesy.blogspot.com/2018/06/mnemantra.html
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