katt nasty

Forgetting

Things I threw into a box
discarded
a year ago

a pair of old
socks
a bouquet of wilted
promises

soft
stolen
kisses
carefully wrapped
in silk


a string of secret
name-words
and
bright beads
I wore
on a
sodden
night
in
New Orleans

a purple souvenir
of just how
we
slipped into the
mood and
painted the town red
when
you
got your first
job

things here
and there
a solitary strand of
hair
caught
in a
loose thread
on a
napkin
match boxes

odds
and ends,
a deck of cards
a paper clip tree
with scraps of paper
attesting to the
claims we
made

a
moonlit
earring
for catching dreams
a white
glove

shivering in the cold

the partner

probably
slipped out of my pocket
unnoticed
a while ago
and traveled places
I will never know

This end I hold on to
with a hope
that it will take
me places
I will never
go

18 th March 2005 submitted by Ansa Zafar

Poem Submitted: Friday, March 18, 2005
Poem Edited: Monday, April 4, 2005

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