poetry

All Time’s Hers

she sits down at her desk
and forgets
what she was about
to do.

she stands to leave the room
and forgets
where she was about
to go.

she picks up the phone
and forgets
who she was about
to call.

she takes out her pen to write
and forgets
what she was about
to say.

she loses herself slowly
and forgets
what she was about

to be.

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