An Absent Memory

Words by Clement Tan
All Rights Reserved 2005

How can I forget
my maiden encounter with my First Love
when I had nary of such?

Does it trivialises the faith
and makes redundant my belief?

Walking along those familiar corridors,
the familiar humidity turned strangely alien.
An aversion enveloped me -
I didn't want any company.

I needed to be alone
yet I was anywhere but that.
Aloof I was and determindedly oblivious I remained.

Out of sorts in a world that forgets
the non-existent Absent.