Saving Amnesia Poem by Lee Ann Schaffer

My heart always got
So wrapped around you.
Eventually it would become
A tangled mess.
Each time I’d have to
Cut it loose,
I’d lose more strands.

I’ve collected each line tenderly;
Placed them with care into
A box,
Making sure that no end
Touched another;
Stored the box
On my highest shelf;
Pushed it
To the very back.

Perhaps someday the pieces will all
Forget their connections,
Forget what they held,
Forget what they felt,

And I
Will forget
The box.