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I forget more and more
Or is it less and less?
Where my pens are
Where is my hat?
While talking on my phone I look everywhere
for my phone...
Things I promised
Most of the needed groceries
Someday I won’t forget anything because I’ll forget forgetting
The nice ending: but I’ll never forget you
The true ending: I can’t forget the small thoughts that eat me from the inside out
Termites that nest in what’s left of self-esteem
The patterns of a life that holds me where I have never wanted to be
Boat anchors that still have plenty of scope
Maybe the hawsers will be cut in a memory care unit
More likely: I’ll forget how to speak yet remember how I used to make people laugh