Fragments

Distant I wonder

Can I grasp

I reach so far

To touch

And fail

Where do you go to

My lovely

Inside the fog

When I’m alone

In my mind

A glimmer drips

To grasp

To pretend

To hope

They are blind

To the loss

Of context

Of fear

Of the unknown

ignorance of

Myself of

What I know

I no longer know

(C)

Frankie Mcgivney grasping at memories in a fog not knowing if any exist or if the only dreams are future thoughts with the past forever lost. But still a smile for the courage of humanity to be alive to hear the bird song while waking to forgetting names sometimes my own