Forget Me Not - Poem

Too unclean to hire a maid 

Keep coming home to my bed unmade 

Another whores bath in Babylon 

It’s all my fault the gas got turned off

No one sits to wait for the train

It smells like sulfur 

Though it’s pouring rain

They say hind sight is twenty twenty

But I don’t even remember 

A day of my twenties 

The primal lizard part of my brain

Calls the shots day to day

It could be better, it could get worse 

But I still haven’t rode 

In the back of a Hurst 

I ask politely to be excused 

But it still came off as very rude

Count your blessings when you drink

Until you’re so strung out,

it makes you weep

Up and down and in between

I’m just a note oscillating 

Never could meditate 

Always present but in a daze

The holy grail appeared to me

But the round table gave away my seat

The chances are low 

That all who exist

Will go with the flow 

And not against

Gave a buck to a Santa ringing a bell

Like that would save my skin from hell 

If I could go back in time

I’d refuse a longer life

Regan closed the funny farms

It did less good than it did harm 

So many with so little or less

But many of them believe they’re blessed 

I only bought a rosary

Because she was muddy 

and mothering three

Now it hangs above my head 

Depicting such a horrific death

These are all just idle thoughts 

Nothing special 

No forget-me-not