Again, Nancy.

by Aaron Blair

Because forgetting is the same
as admitting that you are not eternal,
you come to me in dreams, your
face floating through my mind
like a white balloon, fat with stolen
breath. You'll live forever, and
the hills making a meal of your bones
will lie, and the marker on your grave
will lie, and, in the end, your body
will lie, sinking low to the bottom
of my heart, until my blood turns
sludgy and black from denial.


Author's Note: For almost the same poem written two other times, see nancy keeps coming back from the dead and Questions for Nancy. Or you could not, since, having read this one, you don't really need to. I'm just being verbose about saying that I repeat myself.

Posted on 05/18/2004
Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Christina Gleason on 05/19/04 at 03:55 PM

yeah, this is totally hot. in a creepy sort of way - the "will lie" repetition is super effective. <3

Posted by Max Bouillet on 05/19/04 at 09:42 PM

"Because forgetting is the same as admitting that you are not eternal..." That is an excellent intro line that puts the reader into an altered mind set just in time to recieve extremely effective imagery that simply takes breath away. Great read.

Posted by Lizz Scott on 05/26/04 at 03:58 PM

Your use of imagery is terrific! Morbidly beautiful!

Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 03/24/12 at 12:52 PM

some great lines in this ode. all in all, a fantastic piece of writing.

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