Afraid to lose one’s memory is the fear of being trapped in the present

By the imminence of danger
Storming insecurities
She cringed
Felt small
Smaller,
Imbibed into the millimeters of sesame shell
Lost in his transcendence
Overly romantic
Garbled in the mood for love
Heartbeats tied knots
Her mind shuts, shuts tight

She was alone
Combating the prairies of silence
Disdained grass’s prattle
And Man’s chatter
Loneliness and she cannot be on parity
Someone could
Fill that singular void

But she numbed
A deep frozen love in heart’s very cold storage
In that disquietude
Breeds revulsion, boxed-in angst
Timidity in dire

A consummating breakup
How satisfying this fruition is
All
Into a jittering nought
It pulverized every living in her
Tears embodied, rushes, rushes out

Often
She offers equivocal answers
To life’s questions
And everyday frustrations
Maybe, a glistening touch
In those effulgent daffodils

One day then
She fell,
Without recalling if eyes were sealed
Into her mad sleep

Mourned in abasement, dejection,
Even lugubrious