Fading Faces and Althzeimers
I used to make a list Daily Well weekly Maybe monthly.
The plan was to remember Not just the faces But the places and times Everything in perfect detail So one day Perhaps today I could write my memoirs Or confess.
Carol most definitely Mary is a yes Elizabeth from Scotland Sarah at least one Angela two And Amanda there were several But each new face destroyed another Always changing.
I tried all ways Alphabetical Phonetically Numerical Abstractly But in the end the memories fade Or sometimes are washed away By guilt or alcohol or both.
Serial something Lover Or hater User Or abused Always one or the other Never even Steven Lasting no longer than an itch.
Looking back it was good A thing of legend If ever I related Beyond the tiny details Escaping me unguarded In moments of relaxation.