Fragment of a night otherwise forgotten

i forget how much i love you

because that’s what people do

 

we pluck the stars

and forget them in our pockets

we raid the sky

beautful, blue

pulling clouds down

with dirty hands.

 

– i forget how much i love you

but the hints are always there

head dangling at an angle

finger in the air

 

i forget how much i love you

 

but the notes still hover

behind us

around us

stretched, insistent music

crazy minor keys

 

you – front and centre

 

and me

 

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