Forgetting

i will forget you just as i have forgotten my first kiss and third grade teacher you will be forgotten and sent into the backyard of my mind and forbidden to return i will turn away from the push cart with purple asters and ignore gazebos and river walks i will not go where people mingle in twos and where apple blossoms touch the air i will be too busy forgetting you nothing will be related to you not the key hook you forced into the wall or the tablecloth you scorched because you turned for a kiss everything will be what it is without a remnant of what was you i will forget you even when dreams resurrect us and you take vengeance in your absence i was forgetting you with another but saw the baby robin peak from its nest and excitedly said, “carol, look!” i will forget you through every temptation and hint daisy fields and haystacks the first green suggestion of spring you returning to bed for “just a minute” i will forget you but not just now