memories now like
half-eaten corn on the cob
too many blanks
the fancy terms
amnesia,dementia
treatments and stages
causes and refuges
this refuses to be
classified
just like me
not fond of naming
or defining
a free flowing drop
of love
I can hear the carols
from years ago
or witness
the conversation
between Sartre and Simone
about life
"we have liabilities"
and bodies
and souls
that vast barren expanse
that hangs
unalive,undead
unloved
spotlights
kill sparks in the eyes
like a game of "snake"
Time eats its tail
lets see
if I will
forget you
or forget myself.
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