Fatefully Yours

I don't remember your name

I don't remember your face

You took the flame unraveled me in shame

Left for dead in a shallow grave

Locked in a wine cellar bricked, tarred and feathered flooded in depths of drink

Sleep alone with memories that swim from eye to eye kissing the bone clean

I don't remember your heart

I don't remember your gaze

You said we layed like 2 perfect circles naked and unafraid

I don't remember the shackles you gifted keeping in the shade of poison lips that feast upon the cavities of men's hearts,

I don't remember the date or the time

I don't remember colors of the memories you stained and grind.

I don't remember the pet I used to be.

I don't remember you but you seem to remember me.

Folly the middle name you gave me next truly, and grief.

A scully cap, Sunday best; a vest, and some greens from the trees.

You buried me deep in the catacombs of the local and forgot that you had the keys

You thought the way back would lead to ruin but the depth is something you lacked marrying me to failure.

I don't remember touch

I don't remember the pain

I don't remember the wine, the party, or the overstatement of giving me the keys to drive

And puling the brakes as the turn allowed you to be free from the crash.

I don't remember the promises
I don't remember our future

I don't remember the people we chose to replace us

I don't remember the past

I don't remember what could have been

I don't remember knowing the paths you took

I don't remember what you took

I don't remember

I don't 

Care