nothing (to forgive/forget)

i didn't mean to
think or not

think, here
4
a.m,

end of december

writing this now just to
see if you're
better


winnipeg
cold but i
like where i'm living

(though i know
there's music on
clinton street

all through the
evening)

and i,
hear that you're
not here
anymore or you
maybe changed your
name as if there
was nothing to
change or
forget it is
mourning there
is nothing

to forget i
regret nothing i
am inside this

still grey dawn and
hearing voices in the
street below,

shaving my
head and
sleeping on my unheated back
porch in
the cold.