traveling light

the forgetting
of your fingers
the un-learning
of your lips
our nights that
never happened
the unremembered days
just a dimming dusk
the dying dust of us
I unravel a life
and patch the holes
with the words
you did not say
yours is the name
I forget to carry
when I walk away

© Sarah Whiteley


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