Resurfacing (2000)

Sometimes it is as though I have had amnesia
I remember the birth of the beautiful child
and here is this beautiful man

who I know so well but not at all

He has been with me all along
I just don't remember...
I have missed him in my life

a dull lingering ache

The kind of ache that can be ignored
if one stays busy enough,
or creates enough chaos and drama

or self medicates it back down

Always it resurfaces
again and again

And what of the other man
did this end something significant?
Or preserve a place in the future
as something much more than it was?

Another kind of resurfacing

Time can heal all wounds
We shall see...