Dust to dust

I committed
an act
of forgetting
on you,

whoever
you are,
whatever
you want,
I put dust
on you,

I do not
recognise
your smile,
do not quite
understand
the welcome
you find,

I drink my
Alzheimers
feed on my
Amnesia,

I snuff out
sand candles,
put sun dials
in moon shade,
yet in spite
of all my
black magic,

I cannot unburn
diaries or unlearn
lies or unsay word
bubbles long burst
by the tack of time.


John G.Hall(C)2004