Perish

Pages turn to ashes,

Words sink into the lashes.

I remember every phrase,

Every break and empty space.

The feeling lingers

Like the touch of your fingers.

Time fades the scars

And the lies in your car.

I know I will forget,

Leave this dark safety net.

Some memories will stay,

Hide in pots and trays.

But the pages will perish

With the words I once cherished.

You will become a story

I tell people who bore me.

-Jackie