Lately things are starting to slip my mind.
I'll go home and open my bag to find
Air in place of the file
I needed, while
It
Sits
Comfortably under my desk.
And maybe I'll rest
For a minute or two
Then forget what I was supposed to do.
It scares me.
Because surely my memory
Can't be going this early.
Soon I'll be
Forgetting names; faces;
How and why I got to places;
Who you are to me;
Who I'm supposed to be.
Do I need sleep or saving?
None of it matters anyway...
What was it I wanted to say?