Remind me to remember you
like I always have.
I keep forgetting names
and streets
or where my house is.
I keep forgetting
dates and faces
like I am being pushed
down a dungeon.
The appropriation
of my adult bones,
falling heavy on my
childlike heart-
I keep searching for things
without knowing
what I am looking for.
It's numb where it
shouldn't.
It's itchy where it
shouldn't.
Can you come
and hold my hand?
Can you come
and remind me
what warmth feels like?
Teach me the smell
of fantasies.
Show me dreams
and teach me
how pain feels.
Remind me what
reminiscing is by tracing
your stories on my hand
till all my nerve endings.
burn it in my skin
before I lose it all
and fall down
an hopeless abyss.
Crush me with your softness
and bruise me with
the itch of your love again.
Treat me like a toddler
one last time.
And if there is no hope
left-
strand me
in a certain dampness
that reeks of your love,
and dump me
in a desert
to search for hope again.