Forget Me Not

I have been sleeping here

Under the birches that lined the way

To nowhere in particular

I lie in the embrace

Of brambles and weeds

Where sunlight

Is never quite invited

But where small miracles can take place.

Because I left
A long time ago.

Gone are the days
When the wind carried my voice

A breath across your brow

The sound just like forget-me-nots

Sighing in the oddly still air

Of another sundown.

Because I went
A long time ago.

I'm barely a part of this world

Ground to the thinnest state of existence

Not even white bones in a box

Under a faded stone

Not even a face nor a scent

In any mind alive.

Because I was
A long time ago.

Ashes in a dust cloud

As someone walks over my grave

I rise again for a short while

Please try to remember my name

As you tread softly on my bed

In that place where birches line the way

To nowhere at all.

Because I died
A long time ago.