Forget Poem by Aaron Priestly

Let’s bury the hatchet,
Bone deep into my back.
Let’s forgive and forget that we met
Over the love we both lacked.
I never knew that blood turned sour,
Like milk left to curdle in the midday heat.
I never knew that our thoughts turned sour
With the moon, stars and earth laid at our feet.
Let’s move on over the bridge,
But remind me I’m to jump.
Let’s get a new perspective,
As my heart gives its final pump.