jamezicarius

… and keep forgetting

why I’m here.

It’s clearly important,
or so I thought at the time,

why else would I have left where I was

to return to here?

And why do I keep forgetting
why I’m here?

I chose the mission.
I know the assignment.

What was I doing again?

This Is A Test

~ by jamezicarius on January 26, 2025.

Posted in Poetry