Memories of a recent past pumps the heart faster through the night

I hear poetry in the distance

Far away beyond my ability to make sense

I close my eyes and wait for my limbic brain to settle.

My temporal lobe teams with activity of what was.

Memories of a recent past pumps the heart faster through the night.

Flashes of her features still make occasional appearances in and out of focus.

Not just hers but occasionally all the women I ever loved.

Why do we forget the things that mean nothing to us?

And remember the things we long to forget.

The sound of my heartbeat keeps me up at night

Forget her she’s gone, they’ve all gone away.

Just empty my mind here as I lay.

Focus on the sound of nothing at all.

Stop clinging to my desires can’t you just forget?

Empty the mind of what was or could have been.

Just sleep and rest and soon the memories will subside.

Why do we forget the things that mean nothing to us?

And remember the things we long to forget.

The darkness is filled with the lights in my head.

Sounds and memories in and out of existence

Quantum workings of the mind gone wrong

Concentrate on nothing don’t think at all.

Sleep don’t think, sleep don’t think

The brightness overwhelms me deep in the night

The hours go by, I toss and turn

No end in sight no sleep at all.

Why do we forget the things that mean nothing to us?

And remember the things we long to forget.

I hear poetry in the distance...

Don’t think... Don’t think...

Closer and closer...There’s poetry in my mind...

Don’t think... Don’t think...

Don’t think of her...

David Yanez

6-27-09