ask yourself
what am I avoiding
nothing is more convincing
of the frangibility of thought
than forgetting what I was
just saying or where I was
just going with that
after all who taught me to iron a shirt
because I wanted to be useful
or to run when it came time for soccer
instead I fell in love with the Incas
whose prodigious memories
only needed a few knots on strings
to remind them of hundreds of different dealings
each with subsidiary rivers of information
accurate down to the sandals
and to the hour even down to the hours
of their loves and the mountains
associated with all their debts.
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