Daughter’s live performance of their song called ‘Shallow’ beautifully sets the mood for the poem ‘Forget C-major’ that my quietly crazed self penned at 4:44 in the morning. The sun is rising now darling; time moves along ceaseless but we trudge on. My poem ‘Forget C-major’ is the below — enjoy.
Your voice tastes like C-major —
fast loosing flavor.
I stay up at night
strumming guitar strings softly
lying on my back
through my small fingers
feeling left behind
to reconcile thoughts on our eternity
with dreadful mortality
And I knew then, know now,
blowing tear-stained kisses to our memories,
am saying good bye to my best friend
I see bloodstained clouds
bringing a tomorrow
that I hope never/always comes
void of thee
but I will unlearn the taste of your voice;
say good bye to my best friend;
the familiar lover
who’s fast losing flavor.