That’s the Thing
Looking for my mind which like my
car keys I will sometimes need to
do things customarily done that
can’t without a mind
Okay go on look
That’s the thing
without a mind I don’t know where to look
Look where you were when you lost it
That’s the thing
I don’t remember losing it
Go to the last place you remember having it
That’s the thing
I don’t remember having it
Not the way you’d remember a bee sting
or the Great Flood of 1927
Not how you’d remember your first heartbreak
the thrill of shoplifting
or chocolate pie
I suppose I merely assume I have
a mind because sometimes I think I don’t
Looks like you’ve got your mind back
Hey you might be right
By the way who the heck are you
That’s the thing
I’ll know when you do
In the meantime
just
keep
looking
9 thoughts on "That’s the Thing"
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I enjoy this back-and-forth with the mind.
And the different types of memory.
“I suppose I merely assume I have
a mind because sometimes I think I don’t ” sounds like a certain familiar philosophy.
Love how this made me think of the Scarecrow, but The Wizard of Oz has been on my mind.
I love the ending! I adore your relaxed humor!
Same. Rides the line between humor and something deeper perfectly. Best philosophies do
Terrific.
My thoughts exactly.
Oh, how we without minds connect to this poem!
Very relatable! Love ” I suppose I merely assume I have/a mind because sometimes I think I don’t”
you are a funny fellow. For some reason my mind is not telling me about, the dialogue with yourself reminds me of Shel Silverstein
Thank you all for your kind comments
I really enjoyed this. Found myself laughing at picturing myself do this over and over throughout the day. It’s funny when it’s not you. Well done capturing forgetfulness.