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Rated: ASR · Poetry · Comedy · #1918723
I can't remember my name.
I have struggled and anguished about my own name;
when I try to remember, it’s always the same.
I remember my address and even my wife,
but I can’t recognize my name to save my life.

So I stare at my license till all is a blur;
beats the heck out of me how such things can occur.
It’s like name recognition is some great offense;
I continue to stare but it doesn’t make sense.

Was I hit in the head by mysterious force?
I’m aware of the bane but I don’t know the source.
Yet the logical side of me looks at the light
and assures me directly I can get it right.

Hieroglyphics from Egypt would be less a task!
I repeat my full name but it’s wearing a mask.
For that’s all that I see when I try to recall;
my own name has a room but I’m out in the hall.

I will look at the problem and try to find hope;
it’s a bit of confusion with limited scope.
I’ll approach it with calm and let panic abide;
those enigmas can run but they rarely can hide.

So I trace out the letters with quick-drying glue
to read them with my fingers like Braille users do.
And by doing so I catch a memory thief--
I remember my name now much to my relief.


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