prosody on forgetting  -c-



I think my mind has 
wandered
out the back door
hardly able to keep track of the days
that run away as well--
Part of this is a relief
from schedules
and "have to dos",
but part of it
is being 77
and not getting snappier

So, I live with myself
and do the be best
and pickupf the pieces
I drop
when I can remember

but sometimes I forget
to remember
and then a cloud
of vacuities 
unwittingly controls
my mind causing retreat --
and though I don't mind 
terribly much
it can be an inconvenience
to myself and others

and so I ask
your pardon
and send you hugs
and  hope this won't
deflect our love...




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