Forgetting

Forgetting

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
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I'm sorry what did I say

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Forgetting

Forget is a part of me now
It lives in memory, on open shores,
trickles in streams and finds its way
into many storms.

I enter a room but unknown to me
is the reason my feet went this way
A light switch on into the morn
A scheduled appointment sits in the fog

One day I should find all memory gone
my Vietnam memories flushed down the drain
My childhood days, where joy & sadness lived
travel to unknown lands where the mist lays

Whether I know this is all possible is not in my head
Just some hunch that resides in doubt's bed
So if you see my thoughts running away from my mind
I want you to know life can be unkind.

© 2017 Alfred Kukitz



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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Green Lane, PA



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