Toss me aside
Your show cast down
As he who abides
Becomes forever sound

Your memory glazed
With half truths and lies,
My memory stays
To remember your goodbyes

For someone has to remember,
How criminal would it be?
If every trauma and misdeed
Were lost upon me

As somewhere in those neurons
A flea tics by
Biting, scratching,
Living your lie.

Just remember, every flea dies.