So Much So Far

So Much So Far

A Poem by Benjamin Seymour

Remind me who my love is

So I can send her flowers for her wedding

Trinkets for her birthday

And ashes for her funeral

Rewind my watch back another hour

So I can pretend to relive the past

 

Remind me what my job is

So I can sit behind a desk each day

Waiting for my paycheck

Watercups and wastebins

Until I can drink up those drab memories

Into that abcess of my mind

 

Remind me what my name is

So I can stand facing the mirror

Reciting it over and over

Glaring at the stubble and the haggard face

Grey hair itching all the roots

Kidding myself I'm not like the rest of them

Maybe one day I'll find out that I am

Until then, remind me why I'm here again.

© 2008 Benjamin Seymour


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i thought you told me you were writing happier stuff of late?

this isn't happy!

sorry

i'll try to be more serious

i like it

esp
:Remind me what my name is

So I can stand facing the mirror

Reciting it over and over

Glaring at the stubble and the haggard face

Grey hair itching all the roots

[you have grey hair??]

so yeh

good to see some new stuff from you

xXx

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Benjamin Seymour
Benjamin Seymour

Barcelona, Spain, Spain



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