What is it to know?
What is knowledge
The bedrock of my security
Reason I make money
The machine
The inner working of mind
The existence of mind
The surfboard
The vehicle
The road
This is knowledge without which I feel insecure
I am something
I know that
If I lose what I know I have become senile
I must remember where everything is
What I did
What I ate
Where I am
Who you are
If I don’t something is dearly wrong with me
I am embarrassed because you look at me judge me
Call me old
Look after me
Fuss over me
You are confused by me
I was normal with knowledge
When I could make money
That’s what it seemed
What if I am normal now
More normal than ever before
What if I am free
Except the moment where you remind me
That I am lost
Confused, Unsteady, broken
Have I disrupted what was your life
What you called normal
Have I?
Do you feel lost now confused without my memories of you
You want me to remember you
Want me to recognise
Go back to normal
Mechanical / memories / storages
You want to be relevant
You want to use me
So what if I remember you
Is it a show
Am I on tv
Do I have to remember lines
What will it benefit us to keep our memories
Except for making money in the system that’s the economy
Keeping us blind
Keeping us busy
Denying us beauty and joy
Why do you insist so much on this recognition
Why have you placed such value on it
Made it God
I have remembered you before
But this is not satisfactory for you
I must remember you always
To my own demise
Till the end of me
I must remember Dale, David, Dorothy, Daniel, Tom, Tim, Todd, Ron, Sean
I must remember them all
As though there will be a big exam
Well here I am
Speaking breathing walking with you
Touching smelling singing with you
Looking sitting eating with you
That’s all I got
That’s all I got
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