Forget My Name
Poem
Focus on the mountains ahead,
Forget the pain behind.
I need to stop turning in circles
And just stop:
Stop hitting replay on this sting,
Stop thinking
And just set out.
So I turn:
Take a step, one more
As each one falls they get easier;
Raise a cloud of dust
And in that dust I may forget your face,
And you forget my name.
If I don’t look back
I can pretend
That none of this happened.
In a misty mirror I see my face
Battered, gaunt, long.
Shivered by frost
Scarred by tears.
I need a change,
Need to refresh my heart
Like a dry forest needs a rain.
Need to see my feet on the road again
The clouds flying by beneath me,
The sun’s angled beams warming my cold face.
I long for a breath of fog as a new city greets me:
If my body can leave you behind
Maybe my mind can as well.
I close my eyes:
I am ready
To leave this world behind.
Focus on the mountains ahead,
Forget the pain behind.
*Written when about to leave Karaganda for Germany
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