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
Copyright © Michael Harris | Year Posted 2014
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