Forgetting

Forgetting
Is a drug
A crutch
And a curse

It serves its purpose
Remedies the past
A prescription painkiller
A memory marauder

This crutch steadies the brittle
Weaponizes the worn out
Welcomes the willing

But it is indiscriminate
Tosses out the baby with the bath water
What’s broken with what’s whole
Until it’s all a wash
And nothing is dirty or clean