Eraser!

A father with a huge eraser erases his daughter. When he
finishes there's only a red smudge on the wall.
His wife says, where is Amyloo?
She's a mistake, I erased her.
What about all her lovely things? asks his wife.
I'll erase them too.
All her pretty clothes? . . .
I'll erase her closet, her dresser--shut up about Amyloo!
Bring your head over here and I'll erase Amyloo out of it.
The husband rubs his eraser on his wife's forehead, and as
she begins to forget she says, hummm, I wonder whatever
happened to Amyloo? . . .
Never heard of her, says her husband.
And you, she says, who are you? You're not Amyloo, are
you? I don't remember your being Amyloo. Are you my
Amyloo, whom I don't remember anymore? . . .
Of course not, Amyloo was a girl. Do I look like a girl?
. . . I don't know, I don't know what anything looks like
anymore. . .


I've liked this poem ever since I heard it in class last year. But Had never really thought about what the message could be until today. I just had always thought it was cute and funny. First off the name Amyloo makes me think of some Dr. Seuss story, How the Grinch stole Christmas I think...Cindy Lou Who or something I don't know.But the idea of erasing some one who has become a pain is a common idea. I often have wished I could erase people who have began to annoy the hell out of me. But then of course that's not at all possible, but even if it was erasing a person would change so many aspects about life. Because as much as we don't want to believe it each person who enters our life has shaped it in some way.