Futility Sonnet

Someone sits by a window
Thinking, how to remember
Something without narrating?

You could lock on an image.
You could maintain present tense.
You could try not to explain

To yourself what brought it up,
Why it happened, what it meant.
Remove it from its context,

And relive it like it’s now,
Nothing before, nothing next,
One fugal, floating moment.

Someone sits by a window
Watching rain puddle cement.