Soundless Memory (Poem) · 9:38pm Jul 5th, 2021
I don’t remember wedding bells
and I doubt I ever will.
I recall neither the organ,
nor the clicking of your heels.
I hear no congratulations,
hear no pastor, hear no spiel.
Burnt sheet music on a stand.
Rinse it out. Watch the notes spill.
You smile. I can’t read lips.
You talk. The deafness grips.
Tears flow in unknown tongues,
as you walk down the aisle.
I’m not sure how it sounded.
I haven’t for a while.