This poem is presented in its rough draft form for the PAD 2023 challenge and will be revised.
"You are Forgotten"
There are unnumbered days,
lost between pages not read.
It hurts when you are forgotten.
Chalked boxes on cracked driveways,
are as faded as a past lovers’ touch
There are unnumbered days
we keep in locked journals packed away.
Desires written with cursive initials,
lost between pages not read.
And you find that the world doesn't stop
spinning, no matter the number for today.
It hurts when you are forgotten.
Poetic Form: Cascade
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