Rob Schackne #1031 - Where Did I

Where Did I

Where did I put it
or did I just throw it
to the wind, to water
the river takes away
fragments, but a piece
of memory stays, did I
forget so that I could see
tantamount to nothing
aslant of different light
after the forgetting
the cracks to spell
the names of things
the waves, the stars
inbetween of you & me
now where did I put it