How many poems do i
need to write about you?
Which metaphors do you
want to understand?
What words will make you
go away?
You see, i am running
out of blank pages.
My ink bottles are
already empty.
All of my pencils
are broken.
My mouth dry, tongue tied
but you're still here.
The reason why i write poetry
and here is another poem.
In hopes of getting rid of you.
Lately, i am trying to
learn forgetting.
For the first time in months
i made coffee and it did not
remind me of you.
i spend more than three minutes
to shower and i did not
think of you.
i skip breakfast to avoid
missing you.
But still when the night comes
i see your face in every shadow.
i hear your voice in the silence.
i smell you in my bedsheets.
How do i forget when all
i can do best is remembering.
So instead i write you eulogies
for every memory
or whispher songs out of my poetry
then beg for a different memory.
i cannot control what i remember
but here is another poem.
Please take it with you
in exchange for my sanity.