Fruit of Forgetfulness

A Poem by Willow Kang

The tangerine tree wilts 

& we are witless purveyors,

shamans of a bestial sort

let the wailing foolish fires go-

without desires they are futile souls

Leonard Siffleet, that dear retainer 

of transient victors clutching ketamine

to revel,

to forget the reveling

May the Lethe consume us all,

man & beast

leave none that remember

the dirt trails to shattered laurel

which crystalline fortunes plagued us then