dead presidents

Unlock this, unlock
My jaw and this stupid,
Stupid silence, as
I bide the time and
Sew my lips shut.
Bite my tongue.
Close my eyes.
Listen to the melody
Between my ears, and
Forget,
Forget,
Forget.
Againagainagain.
It's always about
Again.
The prospect of a
New day
By forgetting the
ones that have passed.
Because that's what
They are-
The past. The
Dead presidents
Of time. Lincoln
With a shot to the
Head, kennedy a shot
To the heart.
I may want the
Memories to hold,
But, man, do they
Sure haunt the present.

K.