For Matilde


Love And Dementia - Poem by For Matilde

Looking down she said
you have forgotten
yes, I think so, I said
I am demented
dopamine down
I am a narrow face
looking up I said
some of my pathways are blocked
changed like colours spreading
in an ageing leaf
an impatient sky
an emptied shell
I am a lake of small children talking
I am water turning over small stones in the wind
I am a frozen window
it is an addiction
love is mostly about forgetting
a retreat into infinite expanses of snow
and there is always withdrawal
the endless calendar
of the saddest seasons
looking up I said
I will never forget
the sounds of water
the wild happiness
the transcendence
the unfounded need
the unrealisable-ness of always
arriving at the same time
or her vapours rising through dark air

Topic(s) of this poem: love


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 12, 2015



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