Remember

Change of rusty strings
Staring out a bathroom
Window for too long
A bird caws at me
Tries to get me out there
To show me rings
Fold an old T-shirt
That was yours but then mine
Distant memory
I wanted to hold
Put it at the bottom
Of my drawer
At least I’m feeling something
Saw you at the show
Couldn’t get myself to
Hear what you wrote so
I started at the floor
Try to not remember
Flushed skin
Or chewing on a strawberry
With the stem
At least I’m feeling something