How To Remember
Hurl reminiscing away. Smash it up,
the photographs, spit out that saliva
you suck inbetween your teeth – spit it,
on rose-tinted snaps, which had you –
stomach shaking, eyes stinging.
The cochlea echoes, a voice
which tossed over past waves.
Show willing – for once,
just this once, put out the reeking bins
again. Watch from your windows, peer around
the apple tree, spying with permission.
They take the bin bags out,
empty your stuff into
a gross churning machine.
And let’s listen to the metal, chomping away.
With some luck, it won't seem like molten hatred pouring fresh out of the pot.