Clem waits under umbrella memory.
She’s green, red, orange, blue: “I just eat, work, sleep.”
Huckleberry Hound, lead me to deep sheets —
sandy feet, following daily anarchy
of a hopeful, hoping understanding.
A broken bottle, my dear Clementine.
“Please let me keep this one.” I keep begging,
everybody’s gotta learn sometime, the
Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind.
The one that will lead us through the darkness —
“I wish I had stayed”; scared of what I’d find.
What a near miss of forgetfulness.
You said, “so go” with such disdain,
melted in visions of Eternal day.
Based off of Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (2004).