Out of Sight, Out of Mind

out of mind out of sight was what you said last night as the light was turned off and I walked away shackled in shameful handcuffs skillfully placed when I wasn’t looking out of sight was what we used to be strutting our stuff across the stage like when James Brown was all the rage back in the day we were the soul couple #1 but when the performance was done the curtain came down and no one called for an encore out of mind is what I was and what I am today walking past me without a word to say a cold look penetrates my being and what I am seeing is snow melting slowly uncovering the uneven pavement with last summer’s trash still piled up beside the gutter out of sight what I once felt for you has been packed neatly stacked in a box set lovingly in the far corner of my attic some days when you call me inquiring as to where I placed the key to the trunk in which I stored what we once were I pause before I speak reminding myself that I did know you once upon a time out of mind one day I will explain to the children this condition fuzzy math fuzzy addition how one plus one should have been one and then adding two more get the same result when done and it added up correctly not too long ago the door is closed and locked for the night and I drive away the street light shining before me as I accelerate to the acceptable speed limit leaving yesterday in the rear view mirror with sounds of John Coltrane replacing you who had once been on my mind once in my sight once on my mind once in my sight and I never bothered to ask you if I ever existed at all