A Dying Brain

Do you recall how I was once your fire –? And we, a regal cloud of unity Meandering through the closing blues of night, Commanding stars to glitter; Dawn to blush? Your answer comes in ever-blanking stares: A wall that blocks the know, Damping down the glow that used to emanate From clear and lucid eyes. They've lost the will to recognise. But hear! We are fifty years together – And once we writhed in pleasure – Drowning in emotion, That which was our prime. You don't recall. You only lie as vegetation Scattered on the ground: A living mound of flesh, Devoid of any neural mesh To let you say 'I'm sound.' Don't worry Dear, For I'm aware with memory! I'll tell you how we were. We have our right of history! If you could just concur. Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009 Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me, remember Please remember, remember me, remember, remember me Please remember, remember me, remember, remember Please remember, remember me, remember Please remember, remember me Please remember, remember Please remember Please