Sometimes, I Just Forget Things Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr

Sometimes, I just forget things
People
Faces
Names
Errands
Even my face.

Sometimes, I just
Get so oblivious about
Certain things
For instance,
In front of a typewriter
At night
And the stars simmer
One by one
And I sit there,
Redundantly
Thinking, “What am I going to
Write about again? ”

And then I would
Search all over the
House
Over remnants,
Empty spaces
And find nothing

Or maybe there were
Things stationed
Placed
Juxtaposed to the
Flaccid wood

I just seem to
Forget things.