I wish I could tell you

How many times I’ve had

trouble remembering to breath

the act of forgetting can make one go insane.

I wish I could explain how frequency ripple

and how important it is to admit the truth nothing but the truth.

All the stories I’ve heard

From the holy book of gods word

All the fables and nursery rhymes I used to know

That one song on the radio

I wish I could remember.

All the details of WWI

It was important and our grandfathers fought for our sons

But I can’t seem to recall the details when asked in question

I wish I could tell you. Which herbs go with which ache.

Every misfortune I’ve made. I’ve come to terms with my mistakes

But there’s too many to name …

I wish I could relay

All the golden nuggets of wisdom

In Judaism teach you a few dirty Yiddish words or how kiddish works.

I thought I would never forget

what it’s like to be a kid

but the sheen has worn off and I’m already rusted soft and done did.

Maybe someday I’ll

be able to convey

what it feels like to know everything

in some way, at the same time

not remember anything at this rate.

When the lights are on but no ones home

Always waiting for a moment that will never come again.

All we can do is pray

Trust the universe is unfolding as it should

We are in motion

And nothing can stop this orbit

Might as well hold on and try to enjoy the ride

While we keep remembering…

Why we are here in the first place.

Miss Conception