i forget to pay
for the newspaper under
my arm
as i get coffee,
i can't find my glasses
even though
i've looked everywhere,
but on my nose.
is it Friday or Monday,
who's to know.
if I told you this
one, stop me,
but this is how it goes.
I can't remember
why I put this string
around my finger.
I wrote a note, but
I can't read it, why
are my keys
in the refrigerator?
meat in the cupboard,
leftovers
in the car.
happy birthday,
whenever it might,
or did occur.
Thursday, January 7, 2016
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