I have forgotten again
The weeks now past
My weakness now passed
Memory amended
Personality disorder rebranded
I had the bullets in my head
Ready to fire
One for each line
Perhaps they shot away
While I slept
Or rolled to the gutter
While I strode the paving slabs
Towards work
They are now gone away
Regardless of how much I need them
I carry an empty gun
Without even a flower to block the barrel
My internal dialogue is a song about a
Song
I have forgotten
And the external monologue rings
In my ears but then
Everything rings in my ears nowadays
The lines get longer and state less
It is all steam escaping
From a boiling saucepan
A spider sways above me and curses my name for disturbing his
Sleep.