Intervention

You say "I don't remember."
but that's all I do.
Think back and hold on tight.
Hands in prayer or frantic;
gripping at your skin,
leaving tyre-track handprints
which tarnish your prestige.

And I know you can't bare
to look at me.
There's no time for second chances.
I filter the air with my hands.

Unravel people-
flocked together like sheep.
Attempt to group together
all of the warmth and joy,
and make it mean something.