Sometimes, when I remember you
it feels like going for a teary walk downtown
by the waterfront
sitting on a bench, surrounded by witnesses
disguised as totem poles
Sometimes it feels like paper under my pen
as I write yet one more stupid poem for you
under the color changing trees
Sometimes it feels like clockwork
watching time crawling on my bedroom
listening how silence fills the air
in the tic toc deafness
I can remember you in so many ways
so many days and nights
places, outfits
it's like a chocolate factory
filled with sweet moments I can still taste
or when I see myself as the little boy
and see the little girl in you
yet you being the full woman that you are
would come out and play with me
I think of crowded airports
a thousand dreams and plans and notebooks
as my handkerchief wraps around my neck
and begins to drown me in the anaconda hug
and time crawls over me
I try to scream but utter only silence
the totem poles surround me
as my life escapes my grasp, slowly
like the leaves undress the trees in lonely autumn
and I wish this stupid poem
would somehow become a spell
to see my arm become a snake
and drive it down my throat
to reach and pull out
this poisoned apple I became used to.
but sometimes I wish remembering you
was just a teary walk downtown
by the waterfront.
