The Amnesiac

an abrupt collision of faces

we look shocked, or surprised,

and almost say hello

so I quickly hide behind my mind

and recall the memory of a ghost


no, this is someone else


I see you walk ahead surrounded

by your thoughts shouting at each other

you pick something you don’t need from the aisle

to drown the emotions that you do

I stand still, suspended, like in a reverie

fast-forwarded from another lifetime


no, I am someone else


I crawl on my feet to the counter

and reach in my wallet for a note I had written

from a time I had promised myself

that I must never remember


we walk away from each other

with the gravity of remembrance stretching between us like a tight thinning rope


We, two strangers.

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