Remember Stories

I remember it well for I will never forget. That park was just eight minutes away from home if I walked quickly or five if I ran. Follow the footpath by the river right around almost to the end, cross a field and down a hill then it was through the trees for a moment or two. No one ever came down there, no one, not ever; there was only ever you and me down there. I know it should be you and I, not you and me but we were j...

It's so nice of you You don't  Remember me. Forgetfulness is never  Ever a crime.  Memories not taken care of Mutate into forgetfulness. All the lone stretches  We walked together Have been deserted By so many others. So many like ourselves Did remember to forget. Perhaps you don't remember The cut-mark  Just above my left brow,  Just as I don't remember  The colors of your nails When we last met. Memories not taken care...