An8stanzaballad(abab;6;86;8)onthesubjectofamnesia.
Iwokeuponaroad,
Mypurplejacket
hadatear.
JustlikeIhad
beenoftentold,
Iworecleanunderwear.
Ididn’tknowwhere
I’dbeen,
Iwasblessed
thatIstillcouldsee.
FromwhatIhave
todayseen,
Nothingwasof
importancetome.
Iwanderedthrough
thestreets,
Carsignoredmy
lackofpastmind.
Iwalkedtoa
store,whichsoldmeats,
Totelltheowner
ofmybind.
Shesaidtome,
“Heychild,
Youhavebeen
throughaveryhardtime.
Tobeoutinthe
wild,
Allaloneand
withoutadime.”
“Canyoutellme
myname?
Ihavelostmy
way,beenafraid!”
Iansweredto
thedame,
Hopingthatmy
dayhadbeenmade.
“Sorry,Iknow
yoursmallname.”
Sheresponded
tome,aboy.
Iguesseditwas
agame,
Herraggedspeech
soundedquitecoy.
“Iknowyoukid,
pleasetell,
WhoIamandthe
dayIspeak.
Iamnotmeat
yousell,
Ameretugboat
sentupacreek.”
“Child,whomI
havefirstseen,
Todayinmystore,“MeatEasia.”
Iknowwhereyou
havebeen,
Youmysweetdear,
haveamnesia.”
--WSL
