Erosion of memory


I cannot remember now,
If the banyan or the matriarch
Fell first.

I cannot remember when,
The old house fell and the new one
Took its place.

I cannot remember when,
The gravel pathway was paved,
And cold comfort took home.

I cannot remember when,
I could not recognise the place
That did not judge tears shed in grief.

And for certain, I cannot remember now,
The moment I realised
That I did not belong to the shade that did not exist.


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