Remembering Nothing (Draft 1)

Remembering Nothing (Draft 1)

I am so sorry to awake
to remember I’m nothing,
and know that dreams are impossible

The day drags on from
the cries of sunrise to
a sunset whose beauty
is empty without you

I don’t want to be awake
and don’t want to
fall asleep to nightmares

Basically I think I’m done
cooked with the wrong spices

As with the tides
I am in and out

And there is little time

I used to think
I had a scream

But now I know
I’m too gentle to live

— Douglas Gilbert