When I disremember your name

it’s not sad when you lost your love
or when time took away your youth
it’s not cruel to say you behaved
in every manner uncouth

it’s tragic perhaps, who knows
for whom, who can really say –
when you refuse to see me now,
as you walk on your merry way;

maybe, in all of this turmoil,
in this codeless trivial game,
there is some justice prevailing
when i disremember your name.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s