2022 Poem Nine

CW: Brain/head injury

 

I need to forgive me for what I forget

as my brain has been scrambled 12 too many times.

Bruising the several pounds of flacid bacon inside my skull

was not my plan but here we are.

The electric signals don’t flow quite right.

Words and ideas becoming harder and harder to rescue from the fog.

There’s no lighthouse inside my head to guide my way.

I will forgive me for what I forgot.

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