Funny thing to rely on,
Memory--so elastic,
So creative, so plastic,
So confabulatory;
All, episodically,
That we know we feel we are,
And nothing we can count on
To save us if we forget--
And we will forget, forget
Everything we know before
Or, at latest, when, we die.
Take a few innocent pills
Over the counter and doze
Enough times to wake up lost.
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