As I Begin To Forget You.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

i got your name
and started looking
for you in FB, and
when i open the page
i forget what i am
looking for, and
i left and went
outside the house
to see the boat moon
and the lone star, and
i thought love would
be kind enough for me
to remember you, but
i am wrong, love has
been too cruel for me
as i could not
remember, but if only
love can speak to me
candidly, it could have
told me that forgetting
is also its form of
endearment, as it shuts
off pain, and grief,
and repulsive reminiscence.