I must have done something
yesterday
I just cannot remember
what it was

my memory only goes back 12 hours
the other 12 are lost somewhere
in outer space

I wonder if what I did
was enjoyable
if so I regret that I
cannot recall

if what I did was not agreeable
I am glad to be rid of it

it makes sense that the mind wants to
remember only the Good times
letting go of the bad

the beauty of a faulty memory
is that the Bad can be forgotten

and who's to say
there are not things
that all of us
would just as soon forget.