Not Remembering That I Have Written You Poem by RIC BASTASA

time can be a deceiver.
Duane took a poem which i have written years ago.
Interpreted it in a video
there is a shadow of a man at dusk and someone is
reciting a poem in the full blast of a British accent
against a background of
a saxophone
and as i flowed with it
it comes late as a realization that
it is mine

i must have changed
or getting older
how can i be deceived with my own words?
how can i not instantly recognize
the sadness inside
myself

how could have i betrayed
a self
always hoping that in a moment
i can be a happy
man.