the specifics

I have forgotten the specifics
why I no longer saw you fit,
fit to be the mother of my children &
my wife in the eyes of the church

I have forgotten the specifics
why I no longer trusted your sight,
the insight into finding value in the
meager and the bleak of night

I have forgotten the specifics
why and to whom concerned,
concerning the bereaved as much as
the dead now adjourned

I have forgotten the specifics
of all which came to pass,
this night now almost beyond us &
and the dread from which we run

I have forgotten the specifics
of why I cannot be,
if becoming was the purpose
I have failed -- spectacularly
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