Thursday, May 6, 2010

unforgetting

I want to impress
with quips and drips
of sarcasm and stuff

it is work—addictive
with a pleasant payoff
it is fine

everytime I wash my hair
with my big black bottle of shampoo
I smell last year

I don’t know
if (how) I can (will) let
go

I'm afraid
of losing

I'm afraid
of being lost