Saturday 13 June 2015


I tried to forget you.

I locked you out of my 
thoughts but you seem 
to carry a spare key. 


I've tried erasing your voice
but every songbird sounds
like it must've took
lessons from you.


Every dust swirl and cloud puff
paints portraits of your
face.
 
Every still stream
knits quilts of your
reflection on its watery
skin.

You were the sun and I
had been staring too
long. Because every time
I blink 
you are still all I see.


Shakieb Orgunwall