Tip of My Tongue

Peeled off like an orange peel,

seeds of bittersweet memories

sprayed through blindfolded eyes.

I couldn’t even remember my name

and you seemed to have forgotten too,

as I struggled to remember you at all.

I watched as my subconscious thoughts

packed their bags and traveled

to parts unknown as my name

balanced on the tip of my tongue

dove off into the depths of the sea

tangled in encrusted seaweed.

I’d forgotten how to swim

out of the past and feared that

I would drown as my name

flowed into dark cloudless night.

Never mind, I forgot YOU

as you hid in my body cavities

but my bones were unable to tell.

Alas, I used to know the answer

             BY HEART!