ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]

Amnesia

The fingerprints left on the metal ages ago,

The clink of the glasses empty,

The cobwebs settled over the fabric,

Supposed to cover the life from the dust of time.

The incomplete sentences,

The half read story,

Only the yin of all yang,

The million voices of silence.

Only pitch black dark,

No spark to see.

The unstitched clothing,

With no element yet formed.

The untold life,

With memories all old and torn.

I remember you,

Just your face,

Just your name maybe,

Just your smile maybe,

But I don't recall our time together,

I don't recall our relationship.

Everything is just incomplete,

Empty and desolate of soul.

I am just breathing,

When yet other memories from my brain,

Are off, seeping.