The next poem will

The next poem will stand out,
etch itself
in my memory
but
every time I read it
I will understand it differently

The next poem will be a palimpsest
(a new word
which has
etched itself
in my memory
like a poem)
and will rewrite itself anew
over the vestiges
of its old self.
vestiges
like electronic footprints
like crayonic finger marks
that belong to me and you alike.

It might surrender but with intention
It will definitely smell, if i have my way

There is no way to know if it will remember