The Forthcoming Fathoming of the Fundamentals of Forgetfulness, Of Which There Are None

I had a lot to be thankful for,
but I had lost my short and long term memory of such matters,

I remember that I lost my member,
this much I know to be true,

I know I don't know what the truth is,
but I am no longer capable of such lies,

You once asked me if I understood the meaning of a half truth,
the severity of its power,

and I told you I could never do anything half heartedly,
this much I can recall,
but I can no longer call your name

I wish I had these wipe boards you spoke so fondly---
I wish I were an eraser, even if it was dirty,
you know

I went to the bank you wrote about on that piece of paper five minutes ago,
you know,
to collect on my recollections,

and I named names at the booth,
you know,
but the wrong ones,

So they took me in the back,
and they put the lights out,
and they put my lights out

Until this morning,
when I took a pen to my ledger,
and taught myself the magnificence of a hypothesis

yes,