FORGET
mainline
here
no,
we will not tangle this further
we
will not come to
see
the
light of sand dunes and donkeys
let
alone electricity upon floppy flesh
when
it comes rising like a little death
inwards
not without
like
the night sky
dapples
a white iron roof
towards
the pitch, the dark
these
scenarios will be forgotten
forgotten
like
this
like
you forgot to swallow those circles
you
forgot to read the signs
forgot
to straighten the ripple
in
your light
the
crease in your shirt
the
scrapbooks burnt
meant
more than any lettering preserved
between
here and there
not
forgotten
intentional
ruin
forced
forgetfulness
a
genocide without tragedy
clinical
white
a
clean, empty victory
Matthew Davies