i think
i am most worried
about f a d i n g  a w a y;
of forgetting
who i am
and where i am.
i am afraid to forget
why i wake up to the same muted sky
and eat the same tasteless cereal
and put on the same battered shoes
and stop at the same worn place in front of the same ***** window sill,
watching the same aged tree branches blow
and hearing the same songbirds chirp their relentless melodies.
i am afraid to forget
why i go the same places
and see the same faces
and breathe the same air,
marking time with each beat.
and i am terrified
of forgetting why it all
matters.