When you tend to yours and I to mine the tea grows cold and the next door slams
We are wary when you say you are lonely and I'm fine to the friend you'd almost forgotten
until She called you by your name and you were forced to recall hers We are so forgetful
on these walks At night the cars go by you when you cross on red As if you didn't care but
really You just forgot to look or maybe it's become an expectation that the world will Remember you for you
even as you forget yourself in the extra days of the calendar you will always obey Have obeyed since

That afternoon
you cried for the first time choking while the others waited for you to stop and
When you'd finally found your quiet they tucked you away
in a bed Like any other you knew
under all the warm blankets
what it felt like to be dead alive.