How to Forget
Iíve tried sleeping you off with steady breaths,
expunging you from my consciousness,
Iíve blown your thoughts out the door
with the butt of a cigarette.
But erasing you is not uncomplicated,
nor as effortless like the fall of a tree.
History is a horrid reminder of things youíd soon forget.
How do you fail to remember
what your mind insists on recalling?
If only a drink could conceal all inklings of you.
If only time was not a man bent on retribution,
I would have lost you in the fog of memory.
Iíve gotten little use from pious pills
existing purely to ensure your lasting impressions.
Iíve resorted to showers; so far, they havenít worked.
They merely serve to give pause to a life I once lived with you.
Even bouts of anorexia cannot rid you from being.
As these days, letting go are words I cannot yet fulfill.