Forgetting to remember the end
fragmentary sentences
clings on its amorphous presence.
Words drowns in the
swirls of the ink
swallowing letters
as it sinks
Facades blot.
I return back from
all the unwritten stories.
The paper crumbles…
Dried up autumn leaves
bruises the forgotten pebbles.
As by now I begin to
Remember how to forget the undulating end….
