symmetry

if i could
remember any of her words
i would keep them to the end
of my consciousness
conscience, keep quiet.
memory, lay low.

it seems our talk was silent.
it seems that by the end
i could not remember,
how to remember
how to

remember any of my words
did you keep them to the end
of your symmetry
your grinding teeth, stay steady.
lashes, slip below.

the single letters,
phrases,
ghosts of syllables and sighs
clouds of language forming
thunderous words from fully blackened skies

piece.
the.
days.
together.
give them substance.
give them time
to evolve to lonely
sentencing,
this sentence: yours or mine?

if i could just remember
just a portion of a word
that she allowed release
from the jail behind her teeth
given substance,
given time,
is the difference between dreams
and whatever i am now.

if i could remember
i would keep it to the end.