He, Rain, Rise : All Lies

I tend to forget 

because the sun forgets with me

To rise

They told me, He did

what He should not

with the moon last night

So, it's clear as day today 

but I woke up only with 

The rain

I tend to forget 

that my eyes are only dreaming often

and yet they are not eyes

Trust me, I speak

It's just that I am

some Egyptian Cleopatra 

whose hieroglyphs 

only my baby cat could decipher.

I tend to forget 

But she howled 

when He did it

It was wolfish I swear

I know, she didn't meow Okay.

He sucked so much 

blood from the day's entrails 

that it forgot to be

You see.

Though, it's a bygone faint memory 

A half dream maybe.

I tend to forget 

If I faked it or hid a tear

when I said it

But then, hear me

Don't guilt me too soon

I fooled you for the rain

It was just the sound, 

noise, music of it.

I tend to forget 

If I even woke up

though I always but

I believed him when He told,

He crossed the seas on his

beautiful feet of 

four toes touching

To find me.

I tend to forget

But I gave him shells

He asked for -

I am obliged to -

When I was running along

the shore like a little girl

I tend to forget 

He came just as closer 

right beside my ear

holding the conch

It was sound, noise, music

of the rain I didn't lie about

What does it matter

It's all water after all.

I tend to forget 

If it's me

So when I am sleeping

next to him I do not sleep

I only write another hieroglyph

on his drugged body with my

ten fingers: 

How much of me?