Cary Briel

I think when I come to the end
of my days
in this blink of dream
that only seems
like reality,
I’ll only remember you.
I won’t remember
the garbage disposal that leaked,
nor the mice in the attic.
I’ll totally forget
our relationship static.
I won’t remember
those things at all.
But I will remember Misty’s howling call
to you
and to me.
I’ll remember it
because you remember,
and that’s all I’ll see.