Invisible.

I forgot my life as I lived it.
I forgot my body as I died.
I forgot my shadow
as it was burned on the wall.
I forgot then and now
and will forever after.
I forgot the sky as it was blue.

I remembered the sky as it is now,
still dark and brooding--filled
with the truth of our downfall.
I forgot that the bombs

had already exploded.

I forgot.

Author's Note

This was written by Ben Lingemann.
Please do not plagiarize, All Rights Reserved.
Authors Note - I wrote this, I believe, at the age of twelve and I just rediscovered it now online in a .pdf scan of an old Redding California Newspaper. Enjoy!