Memories fading
but please don't let me
forget them
all together
let me store them
and re visit
if I ever feel lost
don't let my mind
loose what was once
treasured.
Please,
I'm begging
whoever is listening
let those photos
of me smiling
trigger something
anything
rather than against
strike a blank canvas.
Teeth coated with the taste of last night
the head does not feel quite right
I'm trying to write in longer lines
and even harder, trying to rhyme.
This poem is in bits and not lots of sense
I apologise but I am feeling a little dense
my head is filled with so much stuff
some good, some bad, enough is enough.
Media, essays, thimbles, pens, rain
Drama and how nothing will be the same
I'm trying to search through it all to find
my right, my usual, state of mind.
