With All Abandon

I woke up one day without knowing
I have forgotten you.
That between your silence and your absence

I knew nothing
as though all my tomorrows have abandoned me
and all my todays have gone.

It passed by unnoticed, like forgetting
what year it was
or missing the sound of the rain when it came.

Your memory did not come by me today—
I was too busy forgetting you.
As if

I was night without stars
and a brief passing memory of you filled me
with constellations.

But, oh, I cannot do it. I have carved you
in the fibers of my heart,
like a beat, like a smile, like a blink of eyes.

I can no longer recognize you
without you, so much so that when I woke today
I need not remember you.

// 26 Mar 2021