I Totally Forgot You
How easily I forgot you! How totally I repaired the sad tracks scratched into my heart, nails screeching on the inside ribs. No more tunneling with dream-lit ironclad excuses. No seeping, easing, losing track of all those sinking feelings- the over betting one more time, the losing streak, the final wishful shuffle. How easily I recall that blissful epicenter, the endless summersaulting days, the starlit nights alive with silence. How did they sink so finally into the sand? Riftstone Arch on the bridle path underneath the 72nd pedestrian entrance into the west side of Central Park