Next Moment
Fumbling through a lost episode ,
That I thought I knew
I find that memory erodes
Shouldn't I feel a bit new?
I was trying to form a list
Of the things that are still important
Of the opportunities missed
Of the problems I left unsorted
I intended this stuff to rank..
The next moment I distract
Sometimes memory gets blank
It does seem an unconscious act.
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