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‘ I forget he is dead’ by Isa Rhein
I think to myself about yesterday,
Yesterday we fished by the pond,
I think about his grey whisper beard,
I turn to in question to see him respond.
Sometimes I forget he is gone,
I forget that yesterday was not the day before today
I forget he has ceased to answer my wonderings,
I forget he has gone away.
I loved him so,
I loved him so much I forgot to recall,
Why remember he’s gone,
When I can forget his fall.
Without him I am ignorant,
But I never thought it was a blissful time,
I forget he’s gone with a gave by my feet,
I sit in prison for my victimless crime.
I forget he is dead,
The word escapes me these days,
They run full throttle,
Avoiding the place that he lays.
I was there I’m sure,
When he was given back to the earth,
But my stapped smile returns,
As the delusions give birth.
I forget he is dead,
I reach over to say,
How funny it was,
What I saw the other day.
I occasionally worry,
About a plan, we wished for,
How did I forget,
I should have planned it before.
I find myself reminiscing on the good times,
As if there was nothing to regret,
I never thought this day would come,
Where I would remember and not forget.
I miss him,
But how can I,
He is right here,
And that is my biggest lie.
