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Poem: Forgotten


(For National Poetry Month I am writing a stream-of-conscious poem per day. Each poem is  a spontaneous poem single edit – could get messy!  Here is Poem #7.)

I think I know
but I do not
remember what
I said and thought

There was that thing
you know the one
with the whatzit
broken from below

You were there then…
Oh maybe not?
It was that day
we almost fought

Right beside there
around the bend
rather like that
missing doodad…

Why do you ask
then walk away
when I explain
where that thing is now…

I think I know
but I do not
remember what
I said and thought.

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