Remember your name

I’ve seen this before

I’ve been here before

It was something said on accident, almost

A compulsion to state the facts

And, suddenly, you’re watching a conversation you’ve had before

The lack of originality in this world scrapes at your bones

I’m disappointed too

I wish it was different 

Who is that would move the world for you and wouldn’t ask the same from you

Who would you be to expect some understanding 

In the end, he’s less of an idiot—eight days is less than twenty

But there are worse things that can happen to a messenger than a bullet in the head

How sweet is love until it hungers

And, how you miss the hunger

So, don’t say what you mean

Don’t speak the truth

Remember your name

Forget everything else

I don’t think you want to watch that tree grow