i've learned what it is to forget you.

learned how liberating
it must have been
for you to
forget me.

until i came wandering through your lands,
humming songs in a minor key while
kicking up old dust, old regrets.

i could haunt you further if i wished,
kicking up a hurricane with some new beau in tow,
keeping my hands in my pockets so you
won't see the red,
won't see the way my fist tenses & relaxes
when i kiss him on the cheek
with all my weight on my toes.

i could haunt you, oh!
how i would torture you
between bouts of
forgetting
you.