Artifact, Object, Doodad, Dingus

I wish to possess an artifact, or possibly an object. There are spaces in this poem, gaps in this thing, these lines. So do we not need an item, or some kind of body? How about an article? If there are spaces, gaps, holes, we do require something to fill those spaces, those gaps, those holes. So why do we remember all those things, stuff from our past and wish to possess? It will happen to me; hasn't hit me yet, but, oh dear, it will, it will. (Jul 2022)