Recognition

Paul’s memory fell out
leaving a hollow space
for squirrels to nest in
like a tree trunk.

Each night he was reintroduced
to the Milky Way.

Each day the sunrise
surprised him.

When he looked at me
I saw his mind race and whirl
through sleeping squirrels
trying to find and form my name.

copyright © 2022 Kenneth P. Gurney

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