[Newspoetry] Unborn Fickle Memory

[Donald L Emerick]

Unborn Fickle Memory:

impossible to recall
are the many moments
in which I pass consciously.
Am I even aware now?
I can not compare the past
with a present I now have
and do not have, not at all,
not in depth, nor in detail.

Write a journal to jog you?
It fails to say what it is.
Memory slips in replays
when chance causes heads to move,
skip from tracking sequences
from Here-now avoid next-There;
jump randomly out, backward
to some more definite time.

The past -- what there was of it --
is determinately so.
I may compare memory
only with itself again --
not with unremembered times.
And I know by counting this:
how much I live unaware,
reason recalls nothing less.

Little things -- failing O-rings
are crucial reason's ratio --
not when in time remembered
but when untimely forgotten,
erasing proper small details
properly done, forgotten.
Blurbs become us, lost in time,
and never again recalled:

Die newspoetry unborn.

Thanks for listening, pot-a-
to Donald L Emerick
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