X Diary 20 Little Brown Jug Poem by Stewart McKenzie
X Diary 20 Little Brown Jug
Rating: ★5.0
I am an old jug full of memories
Full to the brim
My white matter all mylenated
New memories spill over
Unable to find room
I learn slowly
Like comfortable routines
Forget names
Even faces
Faces places
Up and down
Non
Je ne regrette rien
Wednesday, March 5, 2008
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4/20/2024 9:14:40 AM # 1.0.0.1119
that's how I feel too, except I think there's a crack and some old memories are leaking out. Je even forgot my French! -c