I remember.
Today I will remember
that feelings can come out sideways.
Mouths are sloppy, haphazard things,
not meant for precision work.
Teeth grip the syllables too long,
and some get left behind,
as yet too raw for consumption.
Sometimes feelings can come out
too big
they break the jaws that hold them back
leaving sharp edges to
cut and bloody
the ones that may come next.
There's rosemary, she said, that's for
remembrance
Pray you, love, remember--
and I do.
There's rosemary, she said, that's for
remembrance
Pray you, love, remember--
and I do.
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