I Don't Remember

I Don't Remember

I don’t remember what I read, I don’t
remember what I myself have written,
I am a flash in the pan, flash of pen,
sudden gold, swiftly gone, half thought, half felt

the heft of me, even the half of me
I can't quite comprehend, and this before
I try to venture out past my frontier,
I know a lot it seems as salt of tears

which are reme…