I was wondering if anyone else felt the same way I did?
I can't remember when?

Where did I put that memory?
Maybe I misplaced it.
Maybe I misfiled it.
Maybe it wen into that ole circular file;
The bin?

How did I know I knew it at one point?

I know it now.

But, It's differ'nt.

I can't describe the whole process;
But up, in and around and through,
There's a little mouse turning my cheese
Into something Holy above, leaving nothing
Below.

Below the belt.
Below.

Way, way way, way
Down deep.

And behind.

I'll leave it there:
For Now.