Anymore
And then I grew up,
And people no longer remembered my birthday.
I was not supposed to care anymore;
But I did…
And people no longer remembered my birthday.
I was not supposed to care anymore;
But I did…
Now I collect smells instead of people;
I gather words instead of songs.
I have lost the melody somewhere in between
The sea and the lip of the wavebreakers…
(Originally posted on August 26, 2004)
arch.memory 
Wonderful! Delightfully delicate and very Dalidish… Very!!
The first part is very beautifully written, the second part is climactic and startling, and then comes the very last line that kills it as it is very weak.
Yalla,
Ton frère Ahmad
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