om
i forget everything
is washing into infinity
sooner or later
we will all be forgotten
hm,
at this moment
it has no judgment &
forgets no one.
i remember that,
even if i forget its face,
or name,
or whereabouts,
what i am supposed to do,
or where i am supposed to go;
the best memory
is not a word or a thought,
it is a feeling
that takes wing,
and you ride that swan ...
hey, i can say my own name,
it peels off just like a candy wrapper
and flies away
down the street.
om!
