“Don’t Forget Me”

the vision’s gone and completed itself
I’m whistling a tune
 to my nearly forgotten moon
your image that once rang so true
is blasted by sadness, into the blue
licking my wounds
I cocoon
hideaway until I can sense the brightest day
listen closely,
hear me sing a new lovesong
words altered and rearranged
as I feel the need for change
there’s no one here to blame
I only wish you remembered my name

       -october 3, 2003