Adopting a new persona
Capturing the audience in an alternate reality
That made them forget the usual one
Act (an acrostic poem)
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Forget (an acrostic poem)
Finding memories strewn along the river of life
Only they were not yours, but do you really care?
Remembering things that were almost true, but with a twist
Generating new recollections resonating inside your head
Echoing emotional reverberations
That fade to black as you wake up and begin to …
Sing (an acrostic poem)
Songs rang through the night, raising everyone’s spirits
It made the darkness come alive with magical moments
No one was ever going to forget it for the rest of their lives
Given that the ghosts were slaughtering all those that lived, their memories didn’t have to last for long.
Cocktails (an acrostic poem)
Can’t figure out which flavor of Daquiri she wanted
Of course there was the Classic Martini, or one of a hundred permutations
Can’t forget the Old Fashioned, but she thought she wanted something newer
Kicking back a Whiskey Sour might put a nice pucker on her lips
Though maybe some bubbles with a Moscow Mule
Ah, or going tropical and hit up a Mai Tai
If not perhaps a Sloe Gin Fizz would hit the nostalgic spot, but not tonight
Leading her to decide on a Rum and Coke since sometimes simple is better
She was sad when her drink disappeared after she misplaced it moments later.
Forget (an acrostic poem)
Focusing on what memories she had left
Organizing them in some sort of mental filing cabinet
Realizing later that she had lost the keys to those drawers
Giving her so much less to attach her to this existence
Everything that was her softly faded out, lost to everyone
The fact that she was still alive was little consolation
Postage (an acrostic poem)
Putting letters into envelopes
Outside affixing addresses
Sending them from random mailboxes
That way they can’t trace it back to him
And when his victims open them?
Giving them something they will never forget
Everyone loves a fresh hundred-dollar bill, even if they are homemade
Etched (an acrostic poem)
Engraving the picture of her face on his soul
This way he could never forget her
Carter hoped that was the case
His Alzheimer’s was getting worse, and on his good days it scared him
Even on his bad days, he knew something was wrong
Dementia had carved so much out of his life
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Whispers (an acrostic poem)
Waiting to hear your voice again
How is it I can’t remember it
I thought I would never be able to forget
Still I saved your last voicemail
Purposely so I would have at least one part of you with me
Even if it only said something about getting milk, you did say you loved me
Right now I would give anything to hear that again
Should have backed up my phone
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Never Short On Words 
