Did I Say That
In muddled games of 'hide and seek'
Announcing past stuff I recall
Recollecting states of hand me downs
Where I am never sure at all
Conversations in my childhood
My only clue those photographs
A comic book of joke existences
Long day summer blue-sky laughs
Now that I come to think of it
As more and more I try to do
These misty steamed up memories
No longer let me think them through
How do I know what makes me up
Among my route maps misdirected
Like headlines of my past passed by
In cutting rooms of things rejected
A shopping bag less missing items
Where absent minds can’t repossess
Something needed from that other room
I know not what and cannot guess
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