you remember
everything
and forget everything.
the smallest
of moments
are etched into
your brain
like oil paintings
on the vast
long walls
of your consciousness.
and yet,
your wallet
and keys are nowhere
to be found.
cell phone, you
have no clue
where you left it
or set it down.
but an unkind
word, or kind
word spoken
in casual conversation,
that is saved
and centered
on the front wall,
never to be
forgotten.
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