Let’s Try This Again


If I live into the forgetting
will you remind me who I was
when we first met?

Will you recognize my anger
as fear, wild because I
no longer know your face?

Will you tell me I can go now,
back to my childhood home
and join my parents who
wait for me there?

Will you hold my hand
as we look both ways and
help me cross that street?

This is the original version of HELP ME CROSS THE STREET. At the time, I thought I needed to rework it, but today I like this better. Tomorrow, I might scrap them both for something else.


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