I forgot to remember your name. by Aaron BlairI find, for a second, that
I cannot recall how to spell your name.
Which should be hilarious, but
sends me into a mild panic.
Because I know that forgetting
the past is not the same as
unliving it. I will always have
these antibodies. I will never get
sick and I will not know why.
Immunity is a lie they tell you
every time they let loose the needle,
push the plunger down.
A part of me remembers,
patrols warily down the body's corridors,
always on the lookout for an enemy;
especially the one we once invited in. 11/08/2006 Posted on 01/04/2007 Copyright © 2024 Aaron Blair
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