I heard somewhere that
Every two to three weeks every cell of your skin will be replaced.
But what about our memories-
When my cells forget your existence and your breaths against
My goose bump flesh will I
Also lose the feeling of your soft-pressed kiss against my neck;
How sad is that-
Feeling every day the removal of my sensory memories of you down a drain,
Or really the removal of me from your system simultaneously.
Maybe we should remind each other every
Two to three weeks of
How wonderful the electricity felt across our cliché laughs and caresses and
I don’t know how I could ever tell you that I want to remember,
When you will be gone and out and done with me
After something like twenty-one days, or five hundred four hours, or three thousand two hundred forty seconds.
This piece was originally written in May 2014, and it was inspired by this quote by Brett E. Jenkins:
“It’s said it takes seven years to grow completely new skin cells. To think, this year I will grow into a body you never will have touched.”