or

(Blood on the Neuro X- Ray Department Dance floor)

In memory of the anniveresary of my memory

 

Words without issue

Dullness

(on the floor I reached for the stairs)

Thoughts fork:

Thinks blink:

(at this point i thought i was dead)

A primordial head-scape-

A brilliant zink.

Making Thoughts

Anew.

From this addled lexicon

And silly thinking

A new focus

(and then I thought I knew someone

at the foot of my bed)

and you asked me my name.

and smiled.

...and again

words and foto  T Carroll