Among The Strange

I can write a billion lines to help you remember

or forget to remember I still exist

Inside a forgotten memory

Who ever remembers what we forget

Only ones like myself and the dead

The dead see it all and remember or watch

How romantic is that notion

the idea we are never alone in our empty lives

Filled with them the guest the friends the living

Those with no memory 

The drunk and the dumb

Or is that too much judgment

Too much expectation

Do you remember how I forgot to forget everything

How I said it all and it was a tear

Inside of a memory that is the same as today

I never change 

Forever the stranger among the strange