Selfhelp

I
carved your brow into
horns
it made it easier to delete
your memory
wash out the stain of you
I had fallen so far there were
echoes of you
overwriting my brain
it took so long to remember
how to climb back
parts of me you
graffitied over
I can never recover Perhaps
they are better lost
I wrote them anew They let me
let you
be human.

First published in Blue Dog Vol.5 No.9 2006.