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.