I Remember Poem by Niko Tiliopoulos

I Remember

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I remember the nights
I was crying my pain
with a bottle of alcohol for tears.

I remember the nights
of the drugs of Babel
inside the ecstasy of my ancient dreams.

I remember the nights of the pigs,
in the slaughterhouses of my guilty mind,
with a sick wind for an alibi.

I remember the nights saying:
“Wij zeggen mooi niks”*
and me laughing with the irony of their words.

I remember the nights
I was silently watching my blood
stain the vanity of a blade.

I remember…

We are nothing but a probability.

I remember…

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Tatianna Rei Moonshadow 03 December 2006

Ah, isn't the curse of memory such sweet sorry? Another lovely poem for you.

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