How could I forget?

i remember you now...

as the stranger does the poet

in the musky dim den

spilling ink on parchment

and other skins

your hand feverishly holding
quill

the terrene scent of tobacco permeates the air

a masterpiece

a second hand
coffee table book

i remember you now...

dog eared and frayed at the sides

a good companion in solitude, if there ever was one

I remember you now.

I wish I didn't.