"I Don't Even Remember You"
I find the fire
this night
a deceptive comfort.
The sting of the cold
attempts to creep in
through my skin
but the warmth of the fire
keeps these
icy demons at bay.
The shades of warm oranges
and
flickering yellows
wash my face
as I close my eyes
and
I raise my chin
to the sky.
I know
what burns in the darkness.
I decided
long before now
among
the delicate sounds
of piano notes
that I would burn it
all down.
The soft warmth
has become a fiery sting
on my skin
but I continue to watch
from a ways away
as I let this fire
bring
an end
to everything.
I don't know
if you were in there.
I just know
that these flames
have begun
to lick my face
and this smile
has turned gnarled.
The world
begins to become
silent
as the screams
elegantly
turn into beautiful
piano notes
so fondly remembered.
A melodic rhythm
to fade away to.
I don't even remember you.
-Armando Torres
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