I Don'T Remember Poem by Jerry Pike

I Don'T Remember



You cannot hum all day,
to sparks from a tricky melody,
haunting mists of lilting repetition,
drowsing my rhythmic receptors.

I can see her, in reams of glory,
but no name scratches my tongue.
And that man, a giant of the digital screen,
gob-loose, and head to threaten hat bands,
him…what’s his face?
But no name appears.
Age is rubbing celebrities,
from my mental address book,
each brushed word,
falling into another new life.
And that group, Top Of The Pops?
Words fail me.

At least I’ve remembered
Amy Winehouse again.

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