I Forget

I forget where I am sometimes,

As I wander through the gray menagerie of my mind.

For simple thoughts, vanish upon silvery wings

Bringing forth mere shadows and glimpse of dreams.

Thoughts cascading into the eclipse of the sullen night

Harboring within the confines, a corridor of forgetfulness,

lost ever so haplessly to the blank pages of a slipping mind.

For today is but like yesterday, yet reminiscent of tomorrow,

As my thoughts race in starlight patterns

 across the painted skies of this sorrow.

For deep within my mind, and planted in the depths of my very soul

hide the dormant, but common thoughts, that once I did know.

Yet, I… me…and my words of life be but a tiny grain,

which blows ever so endlessly upon this vast and forgetful plain.

So here I be, and yet there I was,

 I am not so sure now

For it all sometimes becomes a white, blur

amidst a silent and painful hush.

J. Allen Wilson © 2005

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